"You have to love dancing to stick to it. It gives you nothing back, no manuscripts to store away, no paintings to show on walls and maybe hang in museums, no poems to be printed and sold, nothing but that single fleeting moment when you feel alive. It is not for unsteady souls."
Merce Cunningham
I saved a large Carolina Wolf Spider from drowning today.
Hogna carolinensis
http://www.petbugs.com/caresheets/H-carolinensis.html
It was as big as a silver dollar...What the heck was it doing so near the pool? It looked like a drowning person to me...I'd like to say I heard it crying for help...it may have just entered the water...it was doing the help me dance...flailing as it sank slowly. How would I save it...would it bite me under water, I scooped it up, my hands buffered by water and dropped it on the concrete. It laid there motionless. I waited a minute to see what it would do. I reached to poke at it and it made a micro move, contracting its body, as my hand got closer. They are known to move very fast. It was at least responsive. It was gone where I left it after swimming a lap.
The Gold Finches were not at the ladder today. The clouds were moving very fast, it looked like it would rain...but it didn't. I concentrated on listening to the water and my micro body movements while doing my laps in honor of Merce. Swimming was effortless. Breathing came easy. Nothing hurt. I felt really alive while swimming today.
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