Something truly wonderful happens when we engage with the woman in the red dress in the matrix. In the freedom of allowing this form of expression sourced from love to dance like nobody’s watching, magic unfolds. Dancing this dance, nobody becomes everybody.
Watch what happens to the woman dressed in the red shirt in the video:
BOOM! The love bomb drops from the joy of being the dancer and the woman in red’s feet can’t help but join in on the ride… she becomes present to what is happening and even is the one to first point out the camera.
A smile left for everyone who is reading these words, because we’re all on candid camera. This sky goddess is pleased to be holding down the fort, also dancing through the departure and arrival terminals of our lives every chance I get, too.
There is an art to remembering none of what we find here in the flow of our life is actually really real, all while still really living it. There is a part of us always standing ready at baggage claim, just past the illusion of separation. I try to remind that part of myself to dance while waiting for us all to join the party.
(Also pretty impressive how the man in black seemingly keeps his cool… lol I would give him a hug and a kiss on the cheek for that, too)