Belly Dancing: A Soulful
Revolution
by Kimberly Ewing
My experience with belly
dancing has become a journey back to my most real and powerful self. I am
rediscovering the free-spirited, empowered, creative female I was as a
child. People often ask me why did I decide to take belly dancing. At the
time I decided to take it, I didn't really know why, it just felt like
something that I'd enjoy and benefit from, somehow. It has proven to be a
learning and healing experience in many ways.
In American culture, women's
bodies receive such a great deal of abuse - - both physically and
conceptually. We say we pride ourselves on being a country of freedom and
individuality. However, I see this freedom and individuality as only truly
sanctioned if who you are fits within a certain framework. Women are judged
valuable by our body's shape, size, and its parts, using a standard that
most of our bodies cannot live up to nor should be expected to fit. Even
the women whose bodies fit the standards suffer from anxiety, fear, and
often obsessive worry about maintaining their "achievement". So many are
trapped in vicious cycles of dieting, bingeing, purging, starving, excessive
exercise, and cosmetic surgery all in the elusive search for the "perfect"
body and the promise of resulting happiness and peace.
I used to think I was immune
to this phenomenon. I'm smart, introspective, and I generally "don't
believe the hype" of this culture. For goodness sake, I'm even a
psychologist and teach classes on women's issues. I am also an African
American women and my body generally falls outside the "normal and
acceptable" ranges dictated by a largely White male-dominated culture. The
African American cultural norms I identify with historically assumed that
women were supposed to have some meat on their bones. So, I assumed I was
free to explore life as a female unencumbered by rules about how I should
look.
As a young girl, I became
drawn to ballet dancing with its gracefulness and the flowing images of the
beautiful costumes. When I took classes as a child, I was always being told
to tuck in my butt. My butt just doesn't do that, or at least it doesn't
look like its tucked, even when it is! There was another African American
girl in the class who got lots of praise from the teacher. As I remember
it, her body was more slight and narrow than mine. While I progressed in
the class, I became more and more disillusioned with ballet dancing. It
just didn't seem like it was really made for me. I didn't really like the
rigidity of it and I began to internalize the mistaken belief that I didn't
have the body type for it. It wasn't fun for me anymore. Certainly not
worth missing Saturday morning cartoons!
Upon taking belly dancing
lessons, I have rediscovered my love of dance. Belly dancing is all the
things I wanted ballet dance to be, but it is so much more. Belly dancing
feels graceful, feminine AND womanly (though I know men do it too). Its
physically challenging, sensual, freeing, empowering, and wonderfully
exciting. Belly dancing also makes me confront all my issues about my body
and my unique sensuality. To belly dance well, I think, a woman has to be
comfortable in her body and with her body's movements. Self-consciousness
ruins it.
I have had to get used to
standing in front of a mirror, watching my body move in ways I never thought
I would move it in public! During the first classes, I used to giggle to
myself all the time! It was fun, but also painful because I could feel
myself bumping up against all kinds of emotional walls. "Respectable women
don't move their bodies like that!" My butt is way too big to be doing that
move!" "Oh my goodness, are my breasts supposed to be jiggling like
that?!" "Good grief! My belly is dancing to a rhythm that only it can
hear!" And other such thoughts constantly ran through my head. I realized
how much I had absorbed messages about an "attractive" body and how much my
body deviated from that image. I too had become an unwitting victim of the
good old American cultural misogyny.
In order to really see what
I was doing and get more out of class, I made myself start wearing tighter
fitting and more body-revealing clothes to class. Again, this set off
alarms for me. It made me more conscious of my body and its movements
(which was the point!). I realized how much I don't pay attention to my
body. I especially don't focus on the section of my body that belly dancing
is most focused on - - the part that really makes me a woman! What a sad
and unfortunate reality.
Because of my enjoyment of
the classes and my deep desire to improve, I push on through my worries and
self-consciousness. It is an on-going challenge. At different times of the
month, my body feels and looks different. While I may have noticed the
changes on some level, I am much more aware of this due to belly dancing. I
have to keep monitoring my body judgments, and keep dancing. As the people
in the classes change, I might look around the room and feel like I am the
most jiggling one in the class! But, I have to push beyond this, and keep
dancing.
Ultimately, besides pure
enjoyment, belly dancing is helping me experience my own internal
revolution. It is liberating me. I move differently, with more confidence,
ease and strength. I am less bothered if I should jiggle a bit when I
walk. In fact, I kind of like it! I notice and appreciate women of all
different sizes much more now. I am much more conscious of the sensuality
and beauty of just being a woman, regardless of shape or size. More
importantly, I feel more powerful. It is a quiet, internal kind of power.
When I am dancing, I am most aware of it. There is something about the look
and feel of the undulations and shimmies that makes me feel awesome! In
those moments, I am keenly aware of how much my body is capable of. My
intellect is not discounted, in fact there is some kind of wonderful
intelligence of movement that is happening. It isn't in my head or brain,
although I am sure that I am thinking about the movements on some level.
But, in order for me to really get the movements,
When I am aware of the power
and strength in being a woman, I wonder again about those negative
self-judgments that limit me and quiet me. It is then that I am convinced
that belly dancing is truly revolutionary in its potential to free women
from our internal body enslavement. We may not be able to change the
messages on TV, in magazines, from friends and family. But, we can free
ourselves from our internalized negative judgment. There is such power and
beauty in our bodies, connected to our bodies and resulting from being in
tune with our bodies. I am truly rediscovering myself and becoming the
woman I was always meant to be! I invite all women to join in this
awakening and celebrate themselves!
P.S. Thanks, Piper!