This is the Dance of Now.
Today... we cut corn . Joshua and Hope unclothed sun-kissed cobs, Kai and Levi danced in the warmth, my sister and I blanched, cut and poured sun-filled kernels into freezer bags to be revisited on the dark days of cold. I could feel the warmth of sunlight on my hair as I stood on the afternoon porch, cutting juicy golden away for winter days.
And I wanted to bag the whole sun-drenched day up to retrieve in the winter of my life. Kai's curls. Joshua's questions. Levi's wonder. Hope's dancing eyes. Cale's creations. To be savored much later.
But it is not to be. I must consume the abundance of moments now. Days I am overwhelmed, wanting to write the music of my life in a slower tempo...yet
this is the glorious dance of now.
So I shall
dance in bare feet. For I am on holy ground. -Ann Voskamp