The Dance

“You are my witness. You’ve experienced who I really am. If I pass before my baby girl gets the chance to know me, share with her the entry – The Sun – that I wrote on her first birthday. And tell her what type of man her father really was. You need to take her here one day and Sequoia will initiate her into my world and show her how to the dance with the moon and the sun.” I tell my friend.

“Why are you telling me this now?” she asks.

“I will do my dance ritual now… at every OZORA festival there is this one dance I do…

Basically, it is the dance the whole festival boils down to.

Everything before kinda is a preparation for it.

That one dance!

My healing ritual.

The sun dance…

At crazy 38 degrees in the shade, I dance under the plane sun with my turquoise headscarf and red fisherman pants – in remembrance of the day I danced out of joy of the upcoming birth of my daughter.

And my headscarf is the only thing that protects me from the heat and the sun… dancing and resting under the sun…

I feel the sun burning…

my heart pumping…

my sweat dripping…

And once I’m on the main stage and the DJ starts his set, there is no way back. When Astrix play’s his set it’s almost impossible to get more water from the fountain… it’s that packed. So, I have to get through the two hours with my 800 ml bottle.”

“But you could collapse” she says.

“Collapse?!” I smile, “The dance along life and death under the boiling sun is the Here, the Now!

You see, this dance is not just a dance… every year I only dance this one dance like this… it’s my dance with life… my dance with death… my dance with the gods… and if they think I worthy of living, it’s another rebirth!

OZORA is the place I had my spiritual re-emergence. The place I forgave myself and my ex-wife and let go of her. The place I welcomed my daughter with my 12 hour dance into this life… the place I dance with the gods.”

She’s silent.

“I’ve seen so many beautiful places on earth worthy of dying. It would be a blessing if I enter the other dimension here in OZORA…”

I grin.

And then I go in.

The ceremony starts.

My body starts to move autonomously…

I’m not in control of it any longer!

People who see me dance start to smile. They can see I dance with the gods. Some even come to ask for a blessing 🤷🏽‍♂️😉🙏🏽

I dance like a mad man…

My sweat is dripping,…

Slowly I run out of water…

The sun is literally killing me…

Rebirth

vox