Yesterday I went to church. One of the families that hosts Solstice camping trips linked up with another local estatic dance crew and threw a beach party. I accepted the (FB) invite because who needs an excuse to party? On the beach? And it was a Spiritual experience. The weather was perfect, blue skies and temps in the low 90s (Hey, thats a small miracle for August in Texas). We relaxed while the kids played, then howled towards the moon at dusk. Me and Mami had a special talk about the tides of life, mostly She talked while I listened. I can still hear Her waves in my inner ear.... There was dancing and drumming... lots of hugs. This tribe likes to hug and hold space. Its out of my comfort zone but I can dig it. Breezy.
Africa is in our DNA. Ive come to find that the word Africa is a Pandora's Box of places, times, Nations and meanings. One thing that is not debatable is the transfer of Culture. When you hear our music and see our dances, there's no denial of both a shared history and common Origin.