The last few days, Fon has been attending practice for a dance that is done to praise and honor Buddha. The dance is done by men and women, all dressed in traditional Thai garb. I've watched them practice, and every day more people have joined the dance. Tonight was the dress rehearsal for tomorrow's big celebration. What a spectacle! There must have been well over 1000 people filling the entire temple grounds and joining together in a wonderful dance.
During all the action I happened to notice these two boys holding hands. They were likely told to 'keep track' of each other in the crowd. It made me think a bit about life. It is wonderful to have someone hold your hand, to navigate life together, to feel like a team. If you lose that hand, you immediately feel adrift. You may feel lost, without a rudder. Even the strongest person may not know where to turn and may have a bit of fear. I believe that it is at these times that we can grow as we find our way. It's much easier to hold on tightly to someone's hand but if the grip is lost, you must remember all is not lost. Being lost can be an adventure, it's all how you perceive the experience.
Stay tuned as I travel to Rishakesh, India to attend yoga teacher's training. Hopefully I will have enough internet to write about a recent trip into Laos while I travel. The blogs may not match the timeline but the adventure continues.
Happy Songkran Thailand!