LORD OF THE DANCE:

I danced in the morning

when the world was begun,

and I danced in the moon

and the stars and the sun

I came down from heaven

and I danced on the earth,

at Bethlehem

I had my birth.

Dance, then, where you may be

I am the Lord of the Dance, said he,

And I’ll lead you all, wherever you may be.

And I’ll led you all in the Dance, said he.

I danced for the scribe 

and the Pharisee.

But they would not dance

And they wouldn’t follow me.

I danced for the fishermen,

For James and John

They came with me

And the Dance went on.

Dance, then, wherever you may be.

I am the Lord of the Dance, said he.

And I’ll lead you all, wherever you may be.

And I’ll lead you all in the Dance, said he.

Do you remember the last time you really felt like dancing? Do you remember the last time that you really felt overwhelming joy – a joy that just consumed you with a sense of being connected to the music – to life? Dancing of this nature begins deep in the spirit – in the heart and soul. Perhaps  experiencing joy at a wedding or the birth of a child. Perhaps, you felt this kind of joy while watching a thunderstorm building in the west with lightening and thunder rolling around the sky? Perhaps watching carefully a sunset, feeling a warm breeze and listening to the birds and insects sing their songs?  Maybe, it was watching children run around, screaming and leaping with a contagious joy of life or maybe just a quiet evening in the arms of someone you love deeply.  Maybe it is a quiet joy of memories – of remembering those who gave you the gift of life in so many ways, but primarily, through the gift of love.

When we read the Scriptures, we read of this level of joy in the creation stories; a joy experienced by a creator God who loved so deeply, that she became one wit. h creation. his gift of oneness, allowed him to walk the way to life, dancing and celebrating with wind, good food, and friends the common journey. When the Creator became one with creation, sharing the struggles and pain of life, as well as the all that life brings, then God danced and sang. In this incarnation, we learn not to take ourselves too seriously – to let go of the self – of the ego and to become one with the dancer – to become one with the dance and to celebrate the great mystery of life becoming.

We live in a world where we sometimes presume to know the mind of  the Creator and in fact attempt to speak for God, judging all others and condemning them. We let our anger and hatred take over and divide creation up into little pieces. When we fall into this trap, we become angry, judgmental, vindictive, and spread death wherever we walk. There is no joy in Mudville, mighty Casey has struck out, and we are depressed or pissed. We don’t know how to dance. We have forgotten how to run and scream with pure joy and instead feel ourselves burdened and frustrated.

We need to stop what we are doing and decide to join in the dance of creation – the dance that comes from the spirit that gives life and joy. This is a choice that we face each and every day. The Scribes and the Pharisees made a choice not to follow the dance – to celebrate and rejoice. The disciples made another choice and found the Spirit of God alive and well. We are called to follow the lead of the Spirit that brings life and to celebrate and to let God be God – we have enough to do, just working on being human – the children of the Creator of life. Sometimes, the dance is a waltz; at other times it might be rocking and jiving; other times, it might be a fox-trot or a Spanish Flaminco.  All in all, it is in recognizing that life is a Ball – and we are called to participate in the total joy of creation that we are part of.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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