I've been thinking a lot about how each day we wake up to do a dance, and that it's the way that we move through our life. It's the choreography of our unique journey through time and space. It's the time we take to savor each delicious moment that comes our way.
Can you remember for a moment what it was like to walk with Felix. I can remember walking so quickly with him. We would just glide through the bustling New York City street together, effortlessly carving a path, finding the most efficient way of traversing the space. He not only kept up with my really fast walking, he matched it with style and grace.
Felix's creativity was expansive and he was adept at many things. But he didn't keep his talents to himself. He was constantly sharing them with the world. As Thoreau reminds us, our task now is to find the dance of Felix's life within our own. To make art that an enchanted soul like Felix would make to share it with those we love and those we will come to love. And do it all with abandon.
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