I love to dance in the kitchen, but I don’t do it nearly enough. I get weighed down and forget to dance. But should one exclude the other? Maybe when my spirit is heavy, that’s exactly when I should put on my dancin’ shoes.
I was thinking about these things a few days ago when a new Facebook friend posted an excerpt from this poem.* (Thank you, new Facebook friend.) It was just what I needed. I hope it blesses you too.
“As the wind loves to call things to dance,
May your gravity be lightened by grace.
Like the dignity of moonlight restoring the earth,
May your thoughts incline with reverence and respect.
As water takes whatever shape it is in,
So free may you be about who you become.
As silence smiles on the other side of what’s said,
May your sense of irony bring perspective.
As time remains free of all that it frames,
May your mind stay clear of all it names.
May your prayer of listening deepen enough
To hear in the depths the laughter of God.”
To Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings