i know crinkled nicarguan farmers who could outlast any experienced yogi in a silent retreat.
weeks would pass, the yogi would start to fidget and fiddle with his orange robes, sweat beading on his brow
finally bursting and leaping up yelling inarticulately
and the farmer would look up, puzzled brow, then go back to what he was doing
its definitely not all, but i think that is part of what distinguishes people here, from others
the silences!
the long stretches of nothing, watching cattle,
talking and drawing designs in the gray sand
i think you´d get to know yourself so intimately, that way
this song makes me so happy! for no particular reason. i want to learn it and get my whole family to do the rhythm and harmony. and make hearts with their hands.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X22ZrNaHYBY can we add it to the general dance list?