You are invited to dance in all your Divine Fool aspects at this Sunday's (3/30) Sacred Circle Dance, 10:30am-12:30 pm, at the Village Ballroom, 700 NE Dekum. Please consider bringing clothing, hats, & soft accessories to share in the center of the room that may help you & others embody all their foolish qualities (e.g., the innocent, childish fool; the adolescent sexy fool; the bold & hilarious adult fool; and the wizened old fool). There's room for all your foolishness in all its guises.

One of the participatory games we may play is not leaving in the same clothes we arrived in. Be open to embracing change as authentically & fully as you wish. This is the time of miracles and wonder.

P.S. -- Let us know if you'd like to come early to help set up or stay late to help clean up.

Bart Church
503-223-8822 X2
bart@qland.org

SPRING

Again, the violet bows to the lily.
Again, the rose is tearing off her gown!

The green ones have come from the other world,
tipsy like the breeze up to some new foolishness.

Again, near the top of the moutnain
the anemone's sweet features appear.

The hyacinth speaks formally to the jasmine,
"Peace be with you.." "And peace to you, lad!
Come walk with me in this meadow."

The bud is shy, but the wind removes
her veil suddenly, "My friend!"

The Friend is here like water in the stream,
like a lotus on the water.

The narcissus winks at the wisteria,
"Whenever you say."

And the clove to the willow,
"You are the one I hope for."
The willow replies
"Consider these chamber of mine yours. Welcome!"

The apple, "Orange, why the frown?"
"So that those who mean harm
will not see my beauty."

The ringdove comes asking, "Where,
where is the Friend?"

With one note the nightingale
indicates the rose.

Again, the season of Spring has come
and a spring-source rises under everything,
a moon sliding from the shadows.

Many things must be left unsaid, because it's late,
but whatever conversation we haven't had
tonight, we'll have tomorrow.

-- Rumi, a Divine Fool if there ever was one