They were whizzing by
leaning dangerously on the turns.
The whole town is festive
the band began to play---really good music.
Then I saw this man dance---all alone in the sunshine---hundreds watched---HE WAS HEEDLESS!!
In wonderous rhythm, he whirled and gyrated, capered, strutted, bounced so beautifully---the crowd was mesmerized--- AWESTRUCK. We were witnessing spirit at play---outside the grip of ego.
My heart expanded--a size or two.
AND SUDDENLY I COULD NOT RESIST. Taking Laurie's hand, I led her to the center. She too was touched by the music and the moment. Rarely is a transformational instant photographed---but there it is--dear readers---captured by a stranger---the very moment this Southern Baptist raised boy--steps away from his fears.
I'm no great shakes---but I can keep time to the music---and Laurie---(singer/songwriter that she is) already has rhythm in her soul. We join the solitary soulster. Oh sweet Jesus--it was fun.
People on the sidelines suddenly joined in---wives left their husbands--to join the jubilation.
And look here!! A real life Kodger shuffles into the fun.
Expert dancers glory in the expertise of another and are naturally drawn together---like these two-- enchanting the crowd---and each other.
Each making the other wilder and wilder---I grabbed my camera to show her later.
Then she comes and whirls me again---saving the last dance for me.
RANDY PHILOSOPHIZES: Perhaps, you've had a moment like this---so you can celebrate with me. A moment you've stepped out on "the dance floor" despite your misgivings--and discovered new pleasures. I now believe everyone on the planet should dance. Let us lure our children out of their self consciousness and into the joys of gyration.
CARAVAN UPDATE: We are still camped happily in the forest near Silver City; are solidifying; have tweaked our protocol; are evolving;have set our intentions west toward Springerville, Az; have met wonderful new friends; dared to walk the web of doom. (will show you next time)