|"To dance is to live; to live is to dance."|
My mother, who taught me Greek and Argentine dancing, took great pleasure in celebrating each quarter, organizing events with neighbors and friends----kite-flying on the beach, margaritas on the patio, poetry readings in the barn...Her favorite was summer equinox, with its long light-filled days. I like them all, each with its unique balance of light and its aroma of scents and scenic splendor.
Since today was my Line Dance Class day, I was perfectly happy to celebrate the day by dancing. When I arrived, though, I realized I'd forgotten my special dancing shoes. Disappointed!! Could I make it through two hours in my street clogs? I'd try---it was either that or go home.
To my great relief, a classmate, Betty, hearing me whining about the shoe issue, asked what size I wore and offered me her spare pair. They fit perfectly. I told her she had saved the day for me and given me another reason to celebrate----the thoughtfulness and generosity of an acquaintance. Plus a special reminder that things always somehow work out for the best. I'll always remember her kindness.
What do you enjoy most about the changing of each season?