Ah, to dance!
We move about all day….we walk, we jog, we shuffle about with our busy-ness and these are just activities…..but when we add some kind of a rhythm, something happens. We transform the common into the magical!
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Valentine’s Day is history, and I am assuming the ripples of it have subsided. On Feb. 14th, I created a special ritual and ‘space’ in which to celebrate ‘love’ and it was very satisfying. I’ll say a bit more about it in a later posting. I have a fondness for ritual.
Well, that Saturday went the way it did, things happened the way they did. Whether it was a breakthrough day and experience or otherwise is not my focus here, (And I hope you were drenched in every concept of love you hold precious!). I just wanted to briefly chat about the little blurb on some cards I have seen…..”Here’s a Valentine hug.”
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This is the umpteenth time I’ve tried to get this day’s thoughts down. I wanted to write about love and chocolates, hearts and angels and all that stuff that is appropriate as we get closer to Feb. 14th….well, you lovers know what day that is, right? Are you getting nervous?
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I’m gonna make this very brief. I just don’t want to get caught up in the swirl of social and psychological theory that surrounds the whole concept…..
Sitting just a few feet away from a group of middle-aged men in a restaurant, I caught bits of their conversation, parts of sentences that struck me as an attempt to be authoritative. The subject appeared to be about ‘being a man’ as the thing missing that was causing world-wide problems.
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Sitting on the sundeck looking into the canyon behind the house – cactus plants, geraniums, rhamnaceae plants, acacia and eucalyptus trees, jacaranda palms and other vegetation that are all mysteries to me – and I’m filled with peace.
The canyon drops sharply from the deck so although some of the trees are at least 60 feet tall, I am looking at the upper part of them, swaying gently, leaves rustling in the breeze.
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