Sunday November 24th
"We can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures."
Sub freezing cold weather couldn't stop us on Sunday morning. Winter jackets and all, 17 people showed up to groove out the morning thaw and the weather was no match for the all mighty groove. Folks were out in full force in Memorial Park.
My mom was nervous. She said "Dress Warm son" So I did... I put on several layers of clothing and scarves before I headed out to the park along with a steaming hot cup of coffee. Super charged and ready to blast off.
About 5 minutes into the wave, I started sweating so I took off my gloves to get a better feel off my djembe drum. And it worked liked magic. In a matter of moments, the weather was behind me and everyone in the park was dancing, clapping, breathing, meditating, reaching for the sky.
The wind was howling at our backs fast and furious. So much, at one point, I thought the wind was going to blow me and everyone into the Hudson River. But every time the wind howled at us, the group leaned in harder with ferocious push back. The wind and the cold would not stop us from having the time of our lives.
We took the park to a new level.
On this thanksgiving weekend, I feel gratitude. May we all be thankful for the people in our lives that make us feel good. That make us want to jump up and down and scream and shout high above to the heavens. To the people that help put a sparkle in every step we take. I feel grattitude for everyone in the circle braving the cold weather.
Sunday is becoming a ritual and it feels like we are playing in my warm living room.
Next Sunday, we ride again.
Wishing everyone a magical thanksgiving weekend.
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