In Limbo stick

Life on life's terms. A myriad of givens like: things will always change.  things will end. things do not go according to plan. life is not always fair. pain is part of life. people are not loving and loyal all the time.  When I loosen my grip on how I wish or want the story of life to unfold...when I stop taking things personally...when I realize it is really ALL out of my hands and I show up and I sing then all is well. I played or busked at the local Farmers Market here yesterday.  I played gentle songs, and political songs and covers and originals for an hour and half and I remembered who I am. Humbly I caught people's masked eyes and I could see joy. Then I joined Priyo and Gyspy Moon in a coast concert in Florence and we did the limbo twice!  I limboed my boobs right under that limbo stick while playing rhythm on a ago-go.  How did I miss the limbo in my life until now? I saw an old flame who asked me if I was married...which is always a nice compliment. But most of all I let life unfold. "Let life unfold, that's all there really is. Compromise out  of love to give all that you can give." 

Photo by Erin Daniels