I went to an ecstatic dance event. I learned some important things.
1. I’m a total hippie. There’s an opening circle, mini-therapy, drumming, positive messages, and then the didgeridoo comes in. I was like, wow.
2. I have more health than I thought I did. There were 20 or 25 people there–I danced more than anyone. I was dancing almost all the dance moments. Many other people were sitting down half the time. I was there to dance, though. I didn’t know I had the energy.
3. Our house is way too crowded. I loved the spaciousness of the room we were dancing in. Having space to move in felt great and things seemed very possible.
4. I like dancing in dresses. My skirt having a swing to it felt delightful and motivating.
5. I am the intended audience for some things. That event was perfect for me. I loved it and all its aspects.
I met a young person–at the beginning, we were supposed to answer three questions while partnered with a stranger. It was like lovely to answer those questions–what we want to shed, what we want to bring in, and what we’re grateful for.
I want to shed fear, want to bring in looseness, and I’m grateful I might have a lot more time on Earth–decades. Sounds luxurious.
I took a nap yesterday and woke up sad. Feel fed up with my difficulties, trying, who I am, what I need, being a person. The whole Laura-Marie experience.
Holidays are supposed to be a treat, but we have our life set up ok, so the disruption to routine feels like punishment, almost. Sometimes. I like giving presents to people. But I do that any time.
Ming was on hold with the pharmacy for ten minutes. I called and got through right away, handed him the phone.
Our friend put a clove-star in the middle of the vegan sweet potato pie.