An interpretive dance for Thanksgiving.

I read a beautiful, lyrical passage by Robin Wall Kimmerer, from Braiding Sweetgrass: indigenous Wisdom, Scientific Knowledge and The Teachings of Plants.

“What would it be like, I wondered, to live with heightened sensitivity to the lives given for ours? To consider the trees in the Kleenex, the algae in the toothpaste, the oaks in the floor, the grapes in the wine; to follow back the thread of life in everything and pay it respect?

Once you start, it’s hard to stop, and you begin to feel awash in gifts.”

Wow. Happy Thanksgiving.

And now for my interpretive dance. Oh wait… that’s for dinner guests only. 🙂  I will post it on YouTube next year.

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