Dancing Spirit Battle

Dance, dance, dance. How do you quiet your spirit when all it wants to do is dance? Should you quiet your spirit when it wants to dance? Should you deny your spirit the chance to dance? And, how does my spirit know how to dance, since I have never let it?
Hmmm. Interesting questions that make me ponder. A spirit that knows how to dance and has never done so before. How does this happen? This is just rhetorical, I am just thinking as I write.
I love my dancing spirit. It makes me feel like I am floating on wings of eagles, like I am soaring above what problems and trials I am experiencing right now in my life. It provides me with a moment of escape, a moment of freedom, a moment of reprieve. Life can be difficult and full of challenges and full of opportunities and gifts. It all depends on where I am looking.
I have found that when I focus on the bad and what is wrong, that is what I will encounter, the bad and wrong. Now, in the same situation, when I am focused on the opportunity and gifts, I see the opportunity and the gifts. Same circumstances, same places, different attitude and different view. When I walk with the Spirit of God and follow His steps and direction for my life, seeing the opportunity and gifts is easy. When I fall out of His Spirit, I see the bad and wrong.
In the Bible, Moses sent twelve scouts out into the Promised Land. Ten returned and were afraid, they were fearful, they doubted. Two, Joshua and Caleb, returned full of optimism in the promise of the Lord. They walked with the confidence of the Lord, with His promise in their heart.
As I walk through my day, I struggle with this. I have God moments and I have human moments. They can happen simultaneously, which is quite confusing. I have the Spirit pushing me forward and the flesh pulling me back. I have the Spirit telling me 'yes' and my flesh telling me 'no', or the Spirit saying 'no' and my flesh saying 'oh yes'.
How do I differentiate between the two? How do I know which is the Spirit and which is the flesh? How do I know if it is my Spirit dancing or my flesh? I just do. I cannot explain it, or give some theory behind it. I just can. It takes discernment, prayer, listening, pausing. The hardest part for me is the pausing. With so much busyness in my life, it is hard to pause at times. It is hard to be silent, it is hard to listen, it is hard to pause. Discipline has helped me to pause, to stop and listen. I am no where near perfect in this, nor do I think I ever will be. I do know that I can continue to strive toward this, to keep moving forward, to keep looking up.

BUSY - Being Under Satan's Yolk.
The more that we take on, the further away from God we become.