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Saturday
Dec172005

senses. tonight.

See...
The lights are low, candles burn in every corner, on every table. Paintings on the walls. Garland, baubles, lights adorn the hearth. Faces captivated by sound. People holding mugs of coffee, tea, wine glasses, forks poised over coconut cake and brownies. Musicians enraptured by the music they create. Little girls become friends as they dance together. Clapping hands, tapping toes. A woman with long white hair and a ladybug hairpin bobs her head up and down like a jack in the box keeping time with the music. Sometimes it is as though she thinks she is the bow the fiddle player uses; she seems as though she creates the music. Her foot kicks in the air under the table. Families, couples, friends...community.

Taste...
Coffee, milk, chocolate, mint. Peppermint mocha.

Hear...
Piano, fiddle, flute, banjo, drum. Laughter. Snippets of conversation. Coffee grinding. Espresso machine. Singing, clapping, children giggling. An Irish lilt in song.

Smell...
Coffee beans, candlewax, chocolate, warmth.

Touch...
The velvet of my skirt; the soft cashmere of my sweater. The warmth of my husband's hand. The hot, smooth, steaming mug. The floor beneath my feet as I tap my heel and dance in small movements in my chair.

And know...
You may have moments when your heart feels small. Invite music, laughter, dance inside and you will remember how big your heart has always been.

Reader Comments (5)

great words that made me feel them
in every sense...

December 18, 2005 | Unregistered Commentergkgirl

wonderful ~ you are so eloquent.

December 18, 2005 | Unregistered Commenteracumamakiki

I love this Liz. I love the depth of the description, the way I can hear and see and smell and feel everything along with you. I love how you've captivated my senses. It's all so beautiful and inviting. The line "little girls become friends as they dance together" tugged at my heart strings. This is all so lovely.

December 18, 2005 | Unregistered CommenterFrankie

Sounds like a beautiful evening. Also, a great reminder that what we invite into our hearts will make them stretch and they can stretch A LOT! Think of the image from the "Grinch Who Stole Christmas" when his heart expands. Thanks so much.

December 18, 2005 | Unregistered Commenterbeansprout

I would only add "children"...music, dance, laughter...and children. Because sometimes they're the quickest way to remind us of why we need the music, dance and laughter. ;)

December 18, 2005 | Unregistered CommenterMarilyn

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