Furthur on again

Where do I start?, last night I struggled a bit, with my physical ability and my mental strength, on the dance floor created by the Grateful Dead I made my best effort to go where I had been in the past, that space where I shared moments that I could never really explain to anyone, but how did I get there? Its a precious place, only able to exist when a band, their music and community come together and create that magic. Tonight it happened effortlessly, I became whole, like a coiled spring I bounced, jumped and rose up together with my community in holy moments, one after another for hours and hours until all of a sudden it was time to go home, or at least out onto Market street here in San Francisco where we all laughed and smiled at each other and lovingly tried to put into words what just happened.. but thats something that so many of us have been trying to do for 47 years now… try to explain the magic of the live Grateful Dead experience, wether it be with the original band or what is left of them. I for one stand here together with all of my friends, known and unknown, happy to be alive, hearts beating together in unison, to the rhythm of the grateful dead, I love you all, I really do…