Summer Spectacular Ballet in Oz.

I reposted  R’man’s post, because it is wonderful account of a rainstorm and a sunset, but also reminds me of a similar piece I wrote many years ago on Live Journal.

And here is my old article:

Summer Spectacular Ballet in Oz

The Emerald City is the home of some of the most avant garde arts in the universe. This weekend we were graced with this summer’s third appearance of Polychrome and all her siblings in their full glory dancing with the storm, the lightning and the rainbow. What a gala event.

We gathered outside, sitting in the plazas and the on the roof tops because this kind of event is too big to be contained in our largest arena. Although we in the Emerald City had the best view, no one in Oz missed the event; it could be seen everywhere.

The Ballet, as one might call it, was in 3 acts. In the first act, Oya made her appearance first, swooping through and sweeping the skies and spaces clean with her broom which creates long eddies and tight vortices dancing along the borders of climactic change. There is a feeling of electricity in the air, the hair stands out from the back of the neck. The winds shift and intensify. We are uncomfortable. A change is coming.

At the beginning of the second act, we hear thunder. Chango, Oya’s second husband, is responding to the lightning charge she gave him so many years ago. He rumbles and dances. Oya gave him Lightning to go with his rumbles, but she kept back the little spark that dictates where the lightning charge goes.

Oya is is always recognized as the choreographer in this dance. Chango may be the star, but Oya always tells him where to go. The Oya Chango duet, the highlight of pyrotechnics, the absolutely awe-inspiring dance of the storm breaks over us. The finale of this act is in the discharge of the energy in wind, rain, and lightning. We, the audience may allow ourselves to get wet or we may use umbrellas to stay kind of dry. We may join in the magnificent performance by dancing and participating like singing or playing instruments. This kind of summer spectacular is too big to just sit there. We can hardly contain the kids from running around outside, their faces up and mouths open.

After some time, the rain diminishes; the lightning and thunder go away. The 3rd act opens. Even while the ground runs with echoes of the rain, the skies open up and the Rainbow’s Children dance on the rainbow. Children love to step into the eddies of the run-off for the spinning, dizziness, it invokes as the sand washes away from their heels. Sometimes they fall over in their experience of moving backward while the water seems to stay still.

The rainbow snatches them up, whirls then around and lets them go. They plunk into the puddles on their butts and splash the water with their hands. The weird little critters that live underground come up choking for air, and children shriek to see their weird crawly forms. (No doubt they will tell darling Professor Wogglebug about them later this year and learn some lessons in how we all live together, from him).

This incredible National summer spectacular rarely happens more than a half dozen times a summer, so it is always a big event and the subject of many months of conversation. We do have some local practice meets in the spring, but the best stuff happens in the summer.

If you would visit Oz for a minute, go out barefoot in the runoff on your home street and splash in the puddles!
Love Glinda

 

2 Comments

Stephanie J. Little Wolf

check with any real researcher as to information about north American dogs being extinct – where is your research? Any canine geneticist can supply the information that there are unique haplotypes in dogs in the archeological record – they don’t exist in the phone NAIDs or AIds. Wayne, Boyko, etc. do your research.

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    Caitlin Williams

    I have been away from this blog. Sorry for the delay in responding. I know who you are, so I must have done some research, lol, but I did not necessarily agree with you. I think you have a bit of a parochial view. For me, until the details of a lot more of the genetics are in, I can speculate based on what I do know.
    At this moment, I do not have the post in front of me, but I can tell you that is that not all haplotypes are recorded, yet. In this blog I have made a decent case for the continued existence of the techichi model of dog occurring all along the northern Mexican deserts.

    Remember, all current dogs are genetically central Asiatic whether found in Europe or the Americas. Only a tiny percentage of dna varies between Old and New World. There are are some commercial operations out there claiming the words Native American in their dog titles. I don’t think either line has worked out. Up in the northwest, there are plenty of “Indian dogs”owned by tribal members. I do not think any of them were purposefully kept pure and an astounding amount of foreign dna has entered the breeding pool. YET, an amazing number of the offspring keep the overall old look of gray hair, masks, down tails. They look like wolfy dogs. I am a Boyko follower, but have not seen him/them deal with this issue.

    Whatever the genetic makeup, the old type keeps reoccurring as Phenotypes. In the old days there were no discernible genotypes, so it was always phenotypes. So I do not know why phenotypes should suddenly be tossed out. Genotypic breeding will only cause shrinking gene pools, raise inbreeding to get the “pure type”. In other words breeding to haplotypes will reproduce all the problems of the AKC style breeding.

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