One of my favorite movies of all time is “Working Girl” which stars Harrison Ford and Melanie Griffith. Also cast in the film is Joan Cusack, who is nicely situated in a supporting role as Tess McGill’s (read: Griffith’s character) rather colorful friend. Her Staten Island accent is worth the rental price alone!

Anyway, Cusack’s character delivers a great line which I often return to as it’s so perfect. She says, “Sometimes I sing and dance around the house in my underwear. Doesn’t make me Madonna. Never will.”

Whenever I watch her give that line I bust out laughing because I do the same thing! Okay, so I *don’t* dance around in my underwear, but I DO crank up my favorite songs and dance around in my bedroom when no one is home.

It’s so freeing. It makes me happy and I always feel charged in the process, as if my body is saying in an exasperated voice, “FINALLY!”

I don’t know about you, but not only does dancing serve as a stress reliever but it allows me to let go and give into my body’s own rhythm for a bit. It’s an art form, a source of expression and a well of creativiy. It snaps me out of a funky mood, beats running on some days, and inspires me.

I think the rest of the country is beginning to feel the same way, too, as the TV reality show “Dancing with the Stars” continually burns up the Nielsen Ratings whenever it’s on. People are starting to take dance lessons again, clubs are thriving and there seems to be a return to the art of dancing with a partner. ‘Tis all very exciting.

My point is that I would encourage you to dance around the next time you hear your favorite song and see how you feel. Does your mood improve? Do you feel happy? Is it hard to stop smiling?

If nothing else, you will have gotten in touch with your inner twinkletoes - never a bad encounter, methinks.