The rhythm flows to and fro, inspiring movements of joy. Movements of happiness calling into the depths of our souls. Inviting the true self to flourish, to dance with the Partner.
We need not fear, the dance hall is big enough for us all. We are all invited. The parables lead to reality. What was spoken in riddles will become reality. It floods the air we breathe, it captivates the darkness in my heart, "You need not hide, the light only looks scary....the reality of it is....beautiful."
So put on your best pair of sneaks. Or go shoeless, it matters not. Flashy, or just bobbing in the corner, we all belong. Everything belongs. Jam. Recite. Yell. Whisper. Repeat.
The dance hall whirls to and fro, until the wind make a tornado, carrying us all into the next chapter of reality, the endless unfolding of this dance. Dance with me. Let's make a memory. Let them build until we have a city, then let us find the city in the State, along with many others. We can learn to dance from them, them from us.
And so the dance unfolds, and unfolds, and unfolds. Mercy, within mercy, within mercy.
Amen.
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