Just a quick post on Psalm 150. Sorry I’m so late.
Something that stands out to me is the commonality of dance among spiritual traditions. There is the Stomp Dance of the Cherokee, the Whirling of the Sufi, the Jewish circle dances, the moving meditation of the Tibetan monks….and on and on and on.
Dance is common. Why? I think there is heard, again and again in different places and eras the call – “Come dance with Me.”
Come dance with Me. Dance as an expression of spiritual joy. Dance as a means of drawing close to the Lover.
Personally, (though it has been awhile) I have been known to put in a CD (perhaps the David Crowder Band or Rita Springer…or something totally unexpected), close the blinds, crank up the volume, grab my prayer shawl to use as prop — and dance my heart out. Whirling, clapping, singing, shouting, kneeling, whispering, whirling again. Somewhere in there self-awareness stops and I notice that I am not alone. I am answering the call to dance with my Love and my heart is opened and healed.
I didn’t realize how much I had missed this until now. Thanks for the reminder!