I don't have what would, in the 'normal' world, be considered rhythm. I can't move to a beat, and I probably couldn't create a consistent syncopation in this lifetime, even with the great Buddy Rich guiding my hands.
But you know, I've finally realized that it's okay. So while I don't dance at weddings (I'm actually quite okay with that), I can chant a mean lokah samastah sukhino bhavantu. And that fills me with such joy--I can find the pace. I can walk the chant.
And, don't you know, if you walk enough, with enough heart, the dance carries you, whether you know it or not.