magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

i did participate in one round of the buffalo dance tonight. my interest was really more academic than anything else though. but, if it meant something to my dad and annette (and to anyone else) that i was involved, then that is what is important. we also had a private pipe ceremony, which was more personally meaningful.

before the dance i had been standing by myself watching the fireflies. my dad asked me what i was doing. 'they're amazing, aren't they?' he said. 'do you believe that they're really little faeries?'

i didn't get a chance to answer, but what i would have said is: 'no. they're just bugs with glowing butts. of course they're still magic. as cynical and jaded as i may have become, they are still magic.'

and i guess that's what i want to wish for on this twenty-second day of june; to always keep in mind that there is magic out there in little things. and even understanding them doesn't make it go away.