March 4, 2017 (day 4)
I have to admit I am grateful that Lent began on the first which makes counting the days a no brainer. Anyway, I sent this gem to a friend before I left and it made me smile. A few times, actually. She is the person I call on the most when I need to laugh. And what a gift there are no more long distance bills to contend with.
And tonight, here with my cherished people, we danced. The post dinner go to bed early crowd descended, and a few of us gladly gathered around our badass guitar guru…and we sang…and we danced. (Keep going if you want to my 80’s friends…like a wave on the ocean romance…) I don’t get this opportunity much these days. Where would I go dancing really? And I know there probably is somewhere, and yet the bottom line is that dancing isn’t on the menu much these days. AND WHY NOT? I hear a bigger voice say. I closed my eyes and just became aware of my feet and body connecting with the music. Internal shift and joy and good for my soul. Good example for our kids? Well, no America’s Got Talent audition in my future, and perhaps a small dose of embarrassment, AND a connection to GOOD JUJU energy out of my train station head, flowing in the midst. Of what you might ask. Well, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Boogie shoes optional.