“Does the vividness of memory ever surprise you? It does me.
I remember a day as a student when I joined some classmates in waving scarves of every color as we danced barefoot down the grey, marble-floored hallways of our seminary. A drummer walked with us, and a group of people followed.
I think it was a holiday. I think we led people to a special service. I don’t remember those details exactly, but I do remember the joy: on dancers’ faces as we turned and leapt, in the drum beat and clapping hands, in my own body as I danced in public for the first time. I found myself with others in the middle of something larger than any one of us, something whose gladness went deep.
So much time has passed since then. Even if it hadn’t, the pandemic would stand as a sharp dividing line between now and what came before…”
Excerpted from the article “Beneath the Loss” in today’s Bearings Online. Click here to read more.