Falling Into - December 10, 2016

I feel catapulted between the poles of climate/political anxiety and blissful embodied movement. It's the middle of an all dance all day weekend and is like falling into a dark star filled sky and partner dancing in orbit, about as blissful as it gets, and this right beside what feels like slow motion tragedy unfolding before our very eyes.

Is this what end days look like, is this what we are asked to do, enjoy the gifts we have while they are available?