MEDITATION: The Battle To Win Ourselves
INTERACTIVE: Enforced Harry Belafonte dancing chain that you will never escape from
I love pop music. My friends play me some hip electro banger I’m like ‘ya ok,’ but when I hear Carlye Rae Jepsen Cut to the Feeling my inner teenage girl goes mental (never mind when Selena Gomez samples the Talking-Heads – sick!) I love these songs because they make me feel free. They make me realize that at anytime I can actually kick off my leg warmers and do cartwheels down the sidewalk. That in a million different ways I imagine I’m limited and constrained and that I must act or be a certain way but really, really, at anytime I can just … step off. Step off the ride. And the world will hold me. I won’t fall off into outer space, or lose my work, or my friends, although I may slightly damage my credibility when I do Freddy Mercury impressions. So: what is this freedom exactly, and what does it means to step off the ride when we all have history and responsibilities and all the rest of it? I’m not actually sure – maybe you know. Show me this Monday, first in stillness, and then in deranged community movement.