From a crouched, still position, something stirs. The movement is slow to start as if it is rising from a long, slow sleep. Movements begin – there’s reaching in every direction, twisting, spiraling, some waves, and some rocking back and forth. I look around and see the world and all creatures. I gently point to them all and invite them to join me. Come here. Come here. Let’s dance. And so, we do. A dance of hope and fear, parting and meeting, love, and loss. I lose awareness of any “other” as the dancing bodhicitta consumes me. I am dancing bodhicitta. I cry, I smile, I laugh - HA HA! HA HEE!
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