October 31, 2022
Dancing in public is among my favorite things these days. Especially in Ireland where grocery stores and restaurants have the best dancing music. It’s just hard to stay still. In fact I thought our table of eight was going to be excused from my favorite Doolin restaurant last May when we all started to rock out to Motown tunes with salt and pepper shakers as our microphones.
Singing and dancing and laughing is such contagious joy. I was in a small Irish restaurant by myself waiting for a take-away order when the music called and a man sitting at a nearby table and I broke into a spontaneous karaoke duet. Never met the man before and probably never will again. His son was mortified. But we had a grand time and I did catch smiles from many around us. Contagious joy. Those are the juicy bits, the tantalizing cherries. And they are increasingly more essential in my life.
Again, in the words of Mário de Andrade:
I want to live close to human people, very human,
who laugh of their own stumbles,
and away from those turned smug
and overconfident with their triumphs,
away from those filled with self-importance.
The essential is what makes life worthwhile.
And for me, the essentials are enough!
Yes, I’m in a hurry.
I’m in a hurry to live with the intensity that only maturity can give.

I do not intend to waste any of the remaining cherries.
I am sure they will be exquisite, much more than those eaten so far.
Love, joy, and peace are intrinsic to our divine human nature. We are hardwired for it at a soul level. And we generally do pretty well with love and peace. But it seems that so often our expression of joy barely rises beyond a level of happiness. It’s as if something in our collective consciousness and cultural conditioning won’t allow us to be that bawdy and bold. Of course happiness is wonderful. It just doesn’t hold the exquisite juice of joy. And we are here to dance the juicy bits.
But love, joy, and peace are only some of the juicy bits. There are others perhaps less pleasant and comfortable, but no less familiar or essential. And this conversation would be incomplete without their consideration.
Blessings of Crone Wisdom,
Judith
I love picturing you dancing in the streets and singing in restaurants! (Do you do this in the U.S. too?)
Love, Anne
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Laughing. I actually have a photo somewhere of me dancing in the middle of the street in Doolin. My nieces were with me and totally mortified. I do, actually. When the music is good. Mostly in grocery stores. Not in restaurants much to do it there…and that’s always best with a table of singing sisters!!!!
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Plus I just can’t stress enough how much better the music is in Ireland than here. Totally rocks it.
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Dancing is something I love to do.
I cannot tell you how many times in my life I was feeling down and not so great and I put on some music on and I danced. It lifts me up : )
The Clouds go away…
I have been dancing in public ever since I was a teenager. I use to go to a little place in Hollywood that’s where my Dad lived. Hollywood and Western on the corner was this little hangout.
Anyway this was a place you could go to, and eat hamburgers and milkshakes and all those wonderful treats in the 60’s. I was fresh out of the convent school after 9 years and free…
There was jute box and the music never stopped. I must have been quite free in spirit and knew people were watching. Maybe I was being an exhibitionist, looking for attention. But I still love to dance and I don’t need any substance to do it, nor an audience. Just play me music and I will start to tap my foot and off I go ❤️ I do believe that dancing is so good for the soul and the rest of me too.
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Hey Puma. Wow. Thank you so much for all the lovely comments. Delighted to read them. And..I have to confess I don’t know who you are. I lose track of the avatar names.
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