Shall we dance?

“But, shall we dance friends, while here in our moaning and particular sufferings?!” my mentor used to ask us!

Wrote it down on a napkin, which i found again today!
Can you dance in and through cancer and political turbulences, church splits and wars-in short, can you dance in hope while the song is seemingly out of tune! Can you still hear the song?

When my mentor friend and great artist, was dying (he had a brain tumor), he actually made art from the X-rays of his own brain! Impressive art of relentless hope!

“Look at this brilliant collage of the brain, what a wonder, even with disease”, he said to me, near his passing.

I’ll never forget that—making art from our sufferings, hope’s art born in pain. Or dance, out of and in darkness. That’s the way.

But, and so… shall we dance, or complain our ways across that old line, which we all will eventually cross? How we face death shows how we lived life.

What my friend wrote on that napkin, recalled that question to me again today!