One night.
That one night, on that hillside, I found connection with a few people I’d just met.
We all had fun, dancing, singing, letting glimpses of our true selves shine through, just glimpses though, not too much, still playing safe.
Not much dusty ‘wisdom’ going on, intellectuals wouldn’t approve except the hedonists, the ones that know we have to let out the dancing fun side now and again.
It ended well, before the marriage cracks were visible, before the hidden lusts were clear. Freedom through alcohol, new misty friendships formed on a hillside, never too see each other again…
All humans, every one, for a short spell leaving behind societies’ frustrations and rules, getting back to the basics of dance and song. A short glimpse of the real us, without the prison walls of economy and moral confines.
They live there , I was on holiday, Next day I had visions of living there, wanting to be a member of this ‘tribe’ these people who have taken the step to another life… Even though I knew this was just one night - freed through alcohol of worries about bills, health or relationships, it was a passing moment, an insight as to how we could be.
If I settled here I would have to find the right tribe, the fun ones not the ‘numb’ ones, I want to talk music and dance not investments and finance.
It’s life.
Get to know people, find your ‘tribe’, know where you want to be and with whom, it changes, life gives you no certainties, free spirits wander, new ideas, new friends to fulfil them ,
there is no end to the search, life is about the search.
