When you dance or make love, do not invite the mind, it cannot hear the music.

Ahhh, and still I honor the mind that plans, sorts, packs, arranges and organizes.  But in love and dancing, even if you learn new steps, the music is a vibration, a humming that only puts the dear brain to sleep.  Thank goodness and godness for that.

Belief has nothing to do with logic, really.  Perhaps logic of the heart as we let go and twirl and turn as a child.