I have been thinking about why I find pole classes make me feel powerful (I can see why if you haven't been to obe the idea of pole dancing can be seen as objectifying, sleazy and disempowering but the reality for me feels very different).
One of the things I used to love about ballet and contemporary dance (which I did a lot, in my 20s) was the lifts: working with a partner, holding a beautiful pose/balance in space, soaring up or spinning - like flying.
We were short on men/women strong and skilled enough to do lifts with.
With a pole, I can lift myself. I can defy gravity, fly, hold a beautiful powerful extended line in space, spin and rise and fall, hang or spin upside down. I can make shapes that I would struggle to produce even with a strong and skilful partner. I don't need a man to fly.
That, and the camaraderie of a class of women cheering each other on to do things that are often painful, exhausting and frightening and bruising at first - is intoxicating.
The incredible strength poses that champion pole dancers do take years of training and brute strength to perfect. They are not necessary to part a punter from his tip - yet they were developed by dancers anyway. For the sheer joy and exhilarating excitement of it, I think. By dancers, for dancers. Not for punters at all. Anyone can swing a bit and shake their ass in heels: this is something different. It's brutal and bruising and yes, empowering. There is nothing like it in the dance world or sport world that I've ever found. I guess you have to be there.