On being an eagle, resumption of classes, promenade milonga in pink: September updates.

[Moti Buchboot]

A man found an eagle's egg and put it in a nest of a barnyard hen. The eaglet hatched with the brood of chicks and grew up with them. All his life the eagle did what the barnyard chicks did, thinking he was a barnyard chicken. He scratched the earth for worms and insects. He clucked and cackled. And he would thrash his wings and fly a few feet into the air.

Years passed and the eagle grew very old. One day he saw a magnificent bird above him in the cloudless sky. It glided in graceful majesty among the powerful wind currents, with scarcely a beat on his strong golden wings. The old eagle looked up in awe. "Who's that?" he asked. "That's the eagle, the king of the birds," said his neighbor. "He belongs to the sky. We belong to the earth - we're chickens." So the eagle lived and died a chicken, for that's what he thought he was.

 

Anthony de Mello (1931 - 1987) Jesuit Priest

 

 

Hello Friends,

Here are the updates:

Classes are back starting September 25^th in Santa Monica and September 27^th in Hermosa Beach.

Also remember the beginner special? Well, it’s still in effect. Sign for the beginner series, and a partner can join you for free.

Promenade milonga in pink in honor of breast awareness month, on the 30^th of September 6-10 in Santa Monica’s 3^rd St. at the northern end. Then we go to Michael and Sara's alternative milonga.

See you around.

Moti