tribal gathering
it seemed so simple in my head. “let’s gather and do nothing”.
only when they were all there
did it dawn on me
this
was a revolution in itself,
to invite people into actual
empty space,
unstructured,
free.
First time organising an ISTA training
And life says stay here and now
I usually cave after mingling
But today Is made for walking,
In the river of dancing roller skaters
The wind caroling through urban gardens,
Gazed upon by tranquil whale clouds
I Feel all their movement in my skin
Like a moving school of fish
An Echo of all the storylines I’ve been swimming in for days
Service has a different flavor
For every cog in the wheel