Blessings

Just one year ago I spent a few days in the household of Sheik Nazim, leader of the Naqshbandi Sufis. He gave me a blessing. He told me to the dance. I will honor his blessing and heed the call of my heart that he saw so clearly. I could not hide in his presence. Dance. Yes. Dance a prayer, a blessing, a miracle. Dance the demons, the shadows, the dark. Not everything evil hides in the dark. Some evil things hide in full daylight, distracting us with their brillance. Dance it all.