Dancing in the Streets
A few beautiful friends and I started a spontaneous dance party in the West Village last week. Before we knew it, people were dancing all around us, laughing, singing... When the piano man had to pack up and go home, the 50 or more people trickled out slowly, still laughing, some holding the hands of their lovers, and everyone disappeared back into the churning city going where ever they go. It was so beautiful and free... the same people that I would normally brush past on the street, like ants moving through their colony, never to connect or truly see each other- those same random new yorkers and I were all suddenly in it together, sharing our laughter, sharing our energy...
My very beautiful friend, Cameron (bottom picture, also the girl who truly started the dancing) and I were discussing how we feel like people want to share and be open, sometimes they just need a push. It's so hard in a place like New York City... People can come off as so cold and have such a harsh exterior, but I think that underneath everyone wants to connect. They want to open up their energy to other people, but they need a catalyst... I am always reminded of how important it is to constantly keep myself in check and keep my energy open. It's difficult to do and so easy to get so lost in the daily chaos that makes us keep our eyes to the ground.