~Part One~
So much to share these Dancing Hands can hardly stop to write it all, but oh, this latest tour was beyond divinely blessed. Because each circle spiraled out to include the next and the next, (twenty Dancing Hands Circles in two weeks for groups large and small, live and via live stream), I am only able to jot the briefest of notes to give light to the sparkling treasure trove of gifts shared between purest Source, this vast pura Vida of energies of earth, water, air, fire, spirit, and all the participants from city to village to sea.
We began our Sweet Spot Tour in Healdsburg, CA in the middle of the organic and magical floral propagators of Dragonfly Farm. At twilight, in the heart of the most fabulously elemental willow tree circle, we danced on the lawn over roots and between so many who’d never known dancing hands, but certainly remembered the sweetest symphony is often accompanied by the syncopation of the crickets. Pure Source energy and pura Vida always is, but here was deeply felt with ease. As each one laid down to open further under the dancing hands as a sleepy hive with only stars for light, we all dreamed to create slumber parties with a dancing hands circle in such places as this.
Then off to Portland in a new space for me, but well known there, my beloved friend and “catcher” dear 
goes down early into the bliss bath to certainly let all know that in the All-Good dance it truly is all good, safe and happy. I learned to dance with little Luna light and her doll, equally as delightful as the big, brave strapping men who in their dance with energy required me to back them to the wall (without a catcher, what could I do?) so they could also slip down with support to safe bathing release in the energy. All became like queens & kings awakening, bringing wonder and tears of joy again, even if only seeing the light for a moment of what can be despite what the world has presented.
“This is what love feels like? Real love?” cried one dear soul as her well protected heart finally found the warmth of pure Source holding her in safety and security, for the first time ever, she said, letting her know yes, she has arrived home with her own connection with Source in tact. Yes. Yes, it is.
I arrived in beloved Bellingham, WA the next day with only a few minutes for healthy snacks before I entered the great room of the ancient Inspire Studio. My dear friend’s husband was our catcher today in white and light to see all the work of the dancing hands with his own astute gift. He helped a dear woman in high-level spinal pain onto a massage table and my heart broke with each moan, but knowing that Source has this all and there are no mistakes. I asked as I always did for only the best and highest good to prevail and anything less than the best or the highest individual or collective good must go to the light and please, if I could be indulged as tears came down my face in empathy, I asked for gentle grace. I was danced with old and young girls waking up to their gifts, a baby gurgling in delight, a rock star, a shooting star, and starry skies filled the space with the whirl of the universe. The dance was wildly strong, but focused, and our friend on the massage table in horrific pain? Wait for this story. You may be as blown away as I.
(To Be Continued…)
Jane
