Your Mama Does Dance

August and friend Jack just returned from an amazing, relaxing, strange and wonderful weekend with Dr. Melvin Morse and his wife, Pauline, joining them in a special reaffirmation ceremony of their wedding vows, in perfect weather, on the dock of a special beach along the East Coast, followed by dancing, outrageous food, story-telling, singing and face painting for several hours on a truly opulent ferry boat out into the Atlantic. After the cupcake-cutting ceremony, everyone gathered on the deck to watch the sun set. The Morse family made the dock ceremony fully their own, with blessings invoked by a medium-minister, complete with a bubble parade conducted by the guests, spontaneously inspired music accompanied by their two beautiful little daughters on an African gourd rattle and a Brazilian rainstick, and the most-ever inspirational improv of spoken/sung rap-jaz-old-time-30's-blues a la Sun Ra poetry between Melvin and his mother about his dad, her husband Malcolm S. Morse, a prominent scientist known for his research on anomalous phenomena, and who transitioned in 1986. A performance artist, poet, world traveler and political activist, 91-year old Trudy Morse gracefully hoofed it in her custom flame-embroidered Keds; they matched Melvin's own sneaks perfectly.

August and Melvin did manage to find time discuss their up-coming guesting on Coast-to-Coast over a noisy Thai dinner, and are gleefully anticipating much ado about everything.

Please join us in sending Pauline, Melvin, Anna and Melody deepest blessings of the heart, spirit and mind.