After a wonderful morning client call –– and a no show consult with someone in Australia who clearly did not understand the time difference –– I went with D&S to Ecstatic Dance in Oakland and … well, even though I wish it were, it’s not really my thing.
For example, I deeply admire the freedom with which people make insanely inappropriate dance moves –– but again, I admire but disapprove.
And despite the many Bohemian qualities of my life (now and always), I somehow turn completely into Lady Violet when faced with this kind of crowd.
Lunch afterwards at Cafe Gratitude in Berkeley –– which I thoroughly approved of –– and then dropped off my friends and napped before rejoining them with Susan and John at Plant, all before a final coda to the weekend with D&S’ airport dropoff.
As Jack Kornfield says, “After the Ecstasy, the Laundry” –– or in my case, “The Airport.”
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So sad. But at least you still have Lady Violet. And that little dog…
You should try Soul Motion! Free-form movement without the amped up “ecstasy.” Email me if you’re interested. 🙂
I will email you and check it out –– “ecstasy” is OVER-rated!