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SHAKE THE SHAKEYS OUT

Ah, my friends, let us talk about the glorious, wiggly nature of existence. The world, after all, is not a straight-edged machine but a grand, undulating dance. And so are you—wiggly through and through! But sometimes, it feels as though that wiggle gets stuck. A great storm brews within you, with your thoughts like howling winds, whipping about, conjuring stories and half-truths, binding you in loops of “what ifs” and “should haves.” Your poor body, the wise old friend standing right there, is waiting—oh so patiently—at the end of the line.

And what is this body? It is your tether to the present moment, to the eternal now. It hums with the infinite intelligence of the universe, the rhythm of stars and oceans. Yet, the mind, busy with its chatter of past regrets and future anxieties, places it last in line, behind a cacophony of imagined woes and noisy headlines from a world spinning out of reach.

So, what to do when you feel overwhelmed? When the mental noise becomes a marching band of zombies in your head? Here’s what: Shake the Shakies Out.

Yes, yes—shake them out! For children, this is instinctive. They may not have the words we adults wield to box in our emotions, but they have their bodies—untamed and free. Ask a child to show you how they feel, and they’ll whirl, stomp, and flail in a way that would make any interpretive dancer weep with envy. Watch closely: as they move, a curious alchemy unfolds. The pent-up stories, feelings, and mental clutter rush out the door, evaporating like morning mist under a rising sun.

You can do this too. When life feels like it’s bearing down on you, take a moment. Stand still. Close your eyes. Ask your body to speak—and then move. Be the flame dancing in the wind, the wave crashing on the shore. If you feel rigid and robotic, act it out! Stomp like a robot, hum its mechanical tune. If you feel like your skin is melting under the weight of it all, become the dripping, howling masterpiece of chaos that you are. Let the noise and the motion match the turmoil. The trick is this: you are not reacting to your emotions, you are acting them out—on your terms.

Five or ten minutes of this, and something remarkable happens. Pause. Take a few deep breaths. Feel your body—the buzz of life coursing from your head to your toes. The ego, with all its demands and complaints, has slipped out the back door. You are no longer caught in the tangle of “I am this” or “I am that.”

Now, you are simply “I am.”

And in this state of I am-ness, you are free—light as a feather, true as a heartbeat. Enlightenment, you see, is not a place you reach but a dance you return to. So, my friends, when the shakies threaten to take hold, shake them right back out. Wiggle, stomp, twirl, and roar your way back to the infinite rhythm of the now.

Be the dance. Be the wiggle. Be.




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