BLACK DOVE
Gael Nagel 1998
Sometimes when it seems
the world is moving towards an end
And chaos is waiting just outside the door
I sing to my sisters:
Come! Let us dance!
Let us whirl through the dark night
Till the morning dew washes our feet
Till the warm sun finds us
Asleep on her bosom.
Come! Let us dance a new world into being!
Then suddenly, and often unexpectedly, the dance of Life reaches a critical turning point. Where we seem to have no choice, but to let go! To surrender to the beat. No reasoning with it; no clinging to what was; what we expected it to be. No certainty, everything running amok; off balance; about to crash! At times like these, all we're capable of doing is; stay present to each moment as it unfolds. To put one foot in front of the other.
Sometimes it gets so fast and so disjointed that there's nothing to do but to let it fall apart and see what happens.
In my life I have noticed that in falling apart, there is a breathing space, a place of solace, of rest, that creates a current that energizes and inspires. And before long I am once again drawn into the repetitive patterns of the beautiful beat of Life. Things start taking shape again. I reach out to my sisters and brothers who were dancing with me all along. I soar, I smile, I'm connected and once again I become calm, silent, moving slowly and easily through my life. I am at one with all of creation and I serve Life with love.
It's a collective spiritual practice, a ritual, if you will. I have danced through my crisis and my soul is healed!
Let the dance begin again.