That cassette tape went with me through many, many years. When I was blossoming into a teenager, I would go to the basement and play this song. I would pretend I was in a world of night and I would slowly dance seeking the light. I had this whole story in my head of how I was transforming into this fairy-like creature with wings. I looked spectacular and as I walked in the dark I illuminated it with my very being. Each time, at the end of the song, I would curl up on the floor and envision my wings wrapping around me for rest.
Looking back, I see this was me processing me coming into some very powerful years. I was purposefully envisioning myself in a dark place but saw myself as Light seeking more Light. My wings were just an outward reflection on my own magic. I could never have expressed this in words to anyone, let alone myself, but I did it through dance.
Dance for me has always been a huge part of my life. I process everything through dance, even if it is in my bedroom, in front of a full-length mirror watching my body move in ways only I know. It is primal and it's never wrong. I know the dances of many cultures, and depending on the place I am in at a moment, I pull from the dances of many.
It was a such a form of meditation to have Beethoven's music on today while writing. It's amazing how much we already now, even if takes time to recognize the fullness of who we are.