You thought "Dancing with the Stars" was fun--this video has simultaneoulsy made me laugh, cry and restored my faith in humanity!
If you haven't already gotten my e-mail, or responded to my Facebook posts, here's my review:
"Inspiring, Joyous Silliness! A MUST SEE!
How could a guy doing a silly dance bring me to tears? When he invited others, all around the world to join him, and put it to music with words from a Tagore poem. It is beautiful in its simplicity and light-heartedness...."
The images alone are heartwarming, but then this post from Minnesota fills in any blanks.
The song playing in the background is sung in another language, but somehow the meaning comes through:
Stream of Life
by Rabindranath Tagore
The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day
runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures.
It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth
in numberless blades of grass
and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers.
It is the same life that is rocked in the ocean-cradle of birth
and of death, in ebb and in flow.
I feel my limbs are made glorious by the touch of this world of life.
And my pride is from the life-throb of ages dancing in my blood this moment.
This response to the same Minnesota Post article helped explain why it made me cry (and some of my friends!)
There is a book by historian Barbara Ehrenreich called "Dancing in the Streets: A History of Collective Joy" that may explain, at least in part, why we are so moved by this video.
We're hardwired, deep in our reptilian brain, so respond positively to collective dancing. It helps us understand why grown men ( and women) weep when they see Matt's work.
Many thanks to my friend Jayantha (in Melbourne, Australia) for sending me this link!