It is a life of simplicity, seasons and tribal wisdom.
This is to be a special evening, one that will remain in my heart and soul forever.
A tribal festival has been called, especially in our honour, to share the indigenous dances, stories and songs of the region.
We’re all excited!
Walking down towards the drumming at twilight, I notice a huge stage erected in the middle of a field. A dozen or so chairs have been placed orderly in front of the stage and we are invited to sit.
Flanked down both sides are bundles of blanketed sareed children, boys on the right girls on the left.
In fact a sea of children, hundreds of them!!! All sitting calmly, quietly, crossed legged on the ground, beaming bright eyed at us.
And where are their parents?
What then unfolded was to be nothing short of spectacular.
Over the next 3 hours we were treated to a world class performance. Athletic dancers rigorously and exuberantly sent tingles up my spine, captivating us.
We, the hungry audience were spellbound, entranced by the flying colours, pounding drums, penetrating vocals, wild flame throwing antics and team building strength.
It was an experience of unforgettable energy and dynamism!
I felt like a blue print of communal life was reawakened in my blood and bones, with my muscles twitching a total YES in response!
Some deep archetypal, indigenous pattern was invoked in my being & it screamed out:
‘Remember this?
Remember this!
Don’t forget to dance!
Don’t forget to sing!
Don’t forget to drum!
Don’t forget to dream!
Never ever forget!!!!
Remember to dance, sing, drum and dream, this IS the way of health for a community!
Stay- close to the earth
close to each other
close to the Source
close to the earth, each other and the Source
Don’t forget who you are and to whom you belong, and play, play, play
Play with abandon!’
Ah…..such a wild, exhilarating night of boundless joy!
What a gift!
