The Waltz of the Dancing Stars

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“One must have chaos in oneself in order to give birth to a dancing star.”

(Friedrich Nietzsche)

It all started the other day when I read this quote by Friedrich Nietzsche and posted it here. I got to the quote because my head was bubbling and, I suppose, you could say chaotic. That shortest of short posts settled me as blogging so often does.

But, when you started to comment, dear friends, I found myself moving from thoughts of chaos to dancing stars and all they might entail.

Yes, dancing stars like Michael Flatley spring to mind and all the other greats that I should know about but don’t (yet).

Dancing stars have evoked thoughts of many, many things over the last few days.

  • Twinkling eyes
  • Floating snowflakes
  • The glistening teeth of Seve Ballesteros when I saw  lusted after him at The Irish Open in Mount Juliet some years back
  • Lying on my parent’s bed as a kid ‘helping’ my Mother to get ready to go out for an evening and running my fingers along her string of pearls
  • Watching Richard Clayderman’s hands caressing the keys of a grand piano at the RDS in Dublin
  • Star-gazing in the depths of February in 2009 when son Harry and I spent a week in a remote little cottage on the Burren in Co. Clare
  • Playing mixed doubles at the St. Anne’s Open Tennis Week in Waterford and having an unexpected meeting with bright, bright stars when I failed to get out of the way of my partner’s brilliant first serve!
  • This great quote from Oscar Wilde:

We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars

Where do ‘dancing stars’ bring YOU?

Author: socialbridge

I am a sociologist and writer from Ireland. I have worked as a social researcher for 30 years and have had a lifelong passion for writing. My main research interests relate to health care and I love to write both non-fiction and poetry.

29 thoughts on “The Waltz of the Dancing Stars”

  1. Love this, Jean!
    Dancing Stars bring me camping with my family. The comfort of wordless company, gazing at the fire then up at the sky. Such peace could not be found elsewhere. I miss it so.

            1. I strongly suspect that they will and I wouldn’t be writing you off yet either!!!
              How about we camp out for a few nights when you come to Ireland?

  2. What a wonderful post, Jean. I love your list 🙂
    My dancing stars – Sunrise or moonrise over the sea. A morning star. Dappled sunlight in woodland mixed with bird song. The adoring bright eyes of a trusting canine companion.

  3. I love watching a harpist picking at the strings of a harp, and the sounds that are produced by the harp…The sunlight shining through a stained glass window and the shadow from the tree leaves as the wind billows through them casting their shadows on the wall..I love Kenny G playing the saxophone hitting the high notes and the lilting sound of the music…I love the click-clack of Irish Step dancers on a wooden floor as well as the Irish instruments keeping the beat going..

  4. I love the beautiful white flower in your photograph and Nietzchse words are indeed food for thought. Thank you for your lovely posts and again for the lovely photos. I look forward to opening up my in-box every morning:):) Olga

  5. Hi Jean,

    What a picturesque post! For me, dancing stars represent little bursts of positive energy and light that can be found anywhere. We just have to know how to quiet our minds and look.

    Nancy

  6. Yes I have heard them and you’re right ..I am a lover of most types of music only a few escape my attention as I don’t like a particular type as it grates my nerves, it’s perhaps that I don’t understand the concept…

  7. Delightful photo and fun musings about dancing stars, Jean. I love Michael Flatley, I saw him live on stage when Lord of the Dance came here to my town, and it was amazing. 🙂

  8. Umm, dancing stars – I guess my initial reaction would be physical, real stars. When I trucked in northern Ontario there are stretches where there are no human habitation, or lights, for hundreds of miles. It gets bitter, bitter cold up there in the winter. One night I stopped for a nap at the road side – there are pull outs for trucks. When I awoke about 2 am, I jumped out to use the washroom without turning on any truck lights and it was bright. I looked up and the whole sky was full, full, full of stars. There wasn’t a square inch that wasn’t glowing with starlight. It was the most incredible sight I had ever seen – mind you it was about -30 C as well and there wasn’t another light for a hundred miles. I’ll never forget it and I haven’t seen such a sight again and perhaps never will. I’m a city boy you see, born and bred. That night I am sure I could see literally millions of stars. I’ve been in planetariums and they didn’t have that many stars.

    That’s what popped to mind when you asked about dancing stars Jean. I know I’m a bit literal minded. 😀

  9. It’s funny how the short posts and short quotations often linger in our minds for the longest times. I love that phrase, dancing stars. These late summer evenings, our garden fills with fireflies and they echo the night sky full of stars, but one could say that they are dancing stars as they are always in motion. I am forever captivated by them; they never lose their magic.

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