When the Babies Danced...

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Yo, when these babies danced... They put us to shame. When I grow up I want to dance like them. After a Taalandig ritual and dinner prayer, the children danced. And we danced with them too, exchanging movements. And check out their traditional attire. I bought a traditional necklace from a young teen who makes them.

One of the things I noticed during ceremony, is how the elders and the young interacted with one another. The babes, about a dozen or so of them, first sat near the elders/tribal leaders when we entered the room. Sometimes they'd talk, but whisper... Sometimes they listened and paid attention to what was going on, sometimes they got up to play and ran to the other side of the room. Kids being kids. But they were never ever too loud, always respectful. Maybe one time they had to be shushed. And the elders, continued their ceremony, sharing their life knowledge with us not bothered at all by the children. A couple times, I remember an older child was asked to help gather things for the ritual.

A community really THRIVES when it supports its elders and its young, sustaining that intergenerational connection and knowledge... To carry on, and pass down wisdom from generation to generation. Who are the elders you surround yourself with? Or the youth you rock with besides the ones who are related to? Who's in your tribe? What things are you learning from them?
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