It’s a small thing, I know, but today I danced with Nelson Mandela in my heart. I dedicated my dancing to him. I’ve said it before, but I’ll reiterate: for some of us, dance is the prayer.
And, so Miraculously Inspiring Mr. Mandela, I danced my prayer for you today. Visualizing your good health and ease, I gathered my energy and my passion and redoubled it. Gave the dancing every last ounce I had in me (and my joints) and sent it all bounding positively across the many, many miles to you. Joining the countless prayers and good wishes of others for your comfort and well-being. With enormous gratitude.
I will do the same tomorrow…and all of the tomorrows. For you, and others like you who champion, cultivate, and spread