Death and The Dance

Last night as I was writing the previous post, Kathy told me that Steve D's father had just died. Steve's father was 83 and was failing for months. He is at peace now. I had met him and his spouse, both natives of Pittsfield MA, only a few times. They impressed me as sincere good people. Steve was Kathy's dance teacher. He is very ballroom and is very good at it. He makes his living by giving individual and group lessons. Through dancing he helped to bring Kathy through her bout with cancer in the early 90's. It was the most effective therapy for her. I was reminded of the dance of life as a voice in a big dream long ago before Kathy had cancer or met Steve. In the dream, I was at a gas station and so was a giant car-sized crab, oddly enough. Then I heard a booming voice telling me via a bright ray of light: "Watch the dance!" It took a while to realize what the image was trying to tell me. The dream and its imagical voice has remained vivid to this day. The astrological sign of Cancer sheds some light on the sparse dream images. The moon, Saturn, home are part of the image or the image is partly made up of these other images.