In many places in Africa, people sing and dance at funerals when someone dies. Outsiders are often stunned by it and ask, "way do you do that? Is singing and dancing, not a celebration? Are you celebrating that someone dies?" Often whit a sympathetic smile I'm told, the outsider is informed. " It's not for the one that has died, it's for the others, us, that are left behind. The one that has past away doesn't need anything, he, or she is already gone on the journey that we all will go on when we leave this place. And it's not a sad journey, but one full of open doors to new wonders. But we, we are the one that need the comfort in our sorrow. So we do what all knowes are the most nutritious thing on earth, we sing and dance to heal the wounds of missing someone."

Ther are many reasons way I dance, but they are all about feelings, be I sad, I dance it away, be I happy, I celebrate and let the sun in, be I empty and lost, I fill the tanks. Dansing can do all that, and much more.