"...treads Adam's dance backward..."

I was struck this morning by that phrase as it evoked a number of images that resonated with me. What a cool way to describe or paint what life is about for me now. dance=expression performed and observed/lived out moment by moment in the everyday.... tread=deliberate, calculated? as opposed to blind stumbling, but my, even with calculation stumbling and bumbling does attend my way...Adam=an abiding awareness orienting me to the reality that something went wrong and it's hit very close to home...and speaking of "home"...backward=journey/voyage/long trip, process with a portion of ground to be covered today (baby steps)...

So if anyone is looking for me I'll be slowly moving back to a beautiful garden I've somehow never known but yet I call it home. No doubt I'll look pretty silly retracing (backwards) missteps and footfalls of my rebellious (and very familiar) relative. But not to worry as I have a partner in this dance who has some really great moves! It's as if the music I'm trying to move to is coming from that partner...almost like it is emanating from them. That's very comforting as I'm rhythmically challenged when it comes to spiritual choreography and there is this tune in my head that I just can't shake.

I think that phrase did something poetic in me. Just felt like sharing.

love to all,

Scot