Pirates

In following my passions I end up going back to dancing. There was a belly-dancing event this past weekend that I attended. It was held in Glendale. Some that live on Orange County don’t like to drive too far for events. I have no idea why. I don’t mind the travel time and I don’t complain about traffic. I mean at least I got to get out of the house, it was worth it.

One of the things I like about doing belly dancing is that it’s an excuse to dress up. Like most girls I liked to dress up when I was younger. There are not many opportunities to do so as an adult. There are the occasional costume parties, but outside of that, nothing.

This weekend I was able to get more outfits for my dancing and one of them was my sword for balancing on my head. There is also a cane for dancing and a feather for my hair. With all that, my living room looks like a group of Pirates were there and left some of their booty behind. I feel like I am giving Captain Jack Sparrow a run for his money. I guess I would need some thigh high boots for that. Not a bad idea, that.

I don’t ever want to lose my sense of adventure and wonder of this world. I have a lot of travel I still want to do and many places I want to see and experience. When we think of pirates, we don’t think of them so much as the criminals they were. We think of getting out on the ocean and going wherever the wind takes us.

Of course with the passing of time, anything can sound romantic and we sort of like that. The truth was it was a difficult existence. Much like modern pirates, I have a friend who was an engineer on cargo ships, his biggest fear was pirates. There has been a lot on the news of pirates in Africa.

Real fears notwithstanding, the pirates that live in our heads are fun. They represent adventure and wanderlust, bucking the system and striking out on our own. For that reason alone we keep them in works of film, books and in our imagination.

If that is what it takes to keep our spirits high and sense of adventure alive then isn’t that a help? So to the pirates that lives on in my head, “Have some more grog and let’s set sail!” Aye, Aye.