
At the Ecstatic Dance Anniversary at the Sweet Ballroom in Oakland I saw these people who consider dance as their church. It felt like they just HAD to dance. I did enjoy it, but I would have been just as happy to watch. Once I did get dancing and truly let loose a natural smile came over my face and I understood why people congregate there every Sunday. It's not that I suddenly felt like I had to make this a weekly ritual, but there was awareness in the power of dance.
I need to find what does that for me.
I again avoided working on the Definitions section of Funny Bone and updating my Invoices. Instead I started to clean my email inbox and work on Laughter is a River. I will get up early to do a little work and then head into the city for a Greenleaf delivery. I hope to do a little Nathan work if the Casual Carpool cooperates and gets me in to SF with time to spare.
The running continues.
Gratitudes:
1. the return to flossing
2. Randy for joining me on pizza & beer and listening to my concerns
3. kind words
4. Mary for trust in my experience and opinion
5. change a-comin'
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