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You have a way about you, the ability to instil security, with simple grace. “If we grasp onto each others hands” a phrase which reminded me just now of my father, he would grab onto people hands and ease them out of their momentary insecurity and into a dance. It is a childhood memory which brought his scent of ‘Brut’ cologne to me just now, just as it would back then, when he would pass me by, like a summer wind while dancing and I, would sit crosslegged on the floor looking up – my eyes following his movements him with admiration.
With belief “in Love, Beauty, Truth, Freedom and in general – Goodness” just as you say PiPoe. With belief that people can be eased out of their slumber, awakening they goodness, shaking off their fear, caring enough not to see their neighbours as a danger but as the safety of warm embrace. Imagine if people began to hug again, if they began to remember all those beautiful qualities which are uniquely human; touch, song, dance. I cannot remember the last time i saw someone spontaneously break out into a dance, something that was the personification of what my father was to me before illness overcame him. Dance, the act of being alive . . . maybe PiPoe if we we all went out into the streets together, letting our masks fall to the ground, then “grasped” one another’s hands and began to dance – “we will not only get through this and be fine, we will also find a road to a better reality” just as you say.