Today, part of the weekend commemorating 40 years since Dr. King passed, was heavy with emotion for most people I saw. I didn't feel out of place being the only white skinned woman there (although I certainly noticed it as I am rarely in this situation)...instead I felt a part of something larger...a community of people who believe in civil rights and in a peaceful way of being in the world! The energy was almost too much to hold and I could feel the room getting dark and my knees shaking. (I truly thought I was going to pass out.) The wall across from some 'grayish' manikins held me up until I could catch my breath. I moved slightly and this woman standing near me let out a fairly loud peep, covered her mouth and said "oh my God, I thought you were one of those manikins so when you moved you just scared me girrrrl!". We laughed like you wouldn't believe and I felt freer than I had been feeling.
My inner lightbulb all lit up and glowing I finally had some more answers in my questions about the dance between blues and gospel music. Next stop...Beale Street...
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