When I dance in the rain with small children, forgetting the "rules" and modern "grown-up" habits of staying dry, avoiding the elements and mud. I become one with them and grow happier with each fallen rain drop, each splash of mud on my legs and squish of earth in my toes. It feels true and natural and real. No us or them, no elements and humans, just joy and senses engaged with nature, light, energy and life.
I love this essay. I dance almost every morning it centers, energizes, awakens and brings me hope and gratitude for the fact that I get one more day to be of service to the greater good.
On Oct 15, 2019 Kristy wrote on Monet Refuses The Operation, by Lisel Mueller: