I didn’t see any of the cultural dancing; there was a lot of swing dancing when I was there (which I guess is cultural of a kind). ☺ But I did see some people in traditional indigenous peoples’ dress.
The chalk art was pretty darn impressive. There’s some good artists there. There was a whale and a Walter White that really knocked me out. Wow.
There were booths that covered particular cultural regions, either by continent or culture.
There was a Francophone culture in the Americas exhibit, telling the history of the various french-speaking areas of North America; I heard the story of Evangeline, which I had never heard before.
There was an exhibit covering the Japanese Irezumi tattoo traditions. They were markings for the bravest of fighters and warriors and public servants. Today, the tradition continues, but with far less reverence, becoming associated with gang activity.
There were other exhibits, covering sexual assault, student health, social issues, etc. The health booth had a meditation poster that I dare say was better than the presentation I gave last week. ☺
A lot of food. Food is always a big cultural identifier.
It’s good to learn about other cultures. It’s good to learn about different worldviews, different perspectives.
At the end, there was a band. They were good, I thought. But then, I’m always impressed by musicians, not being one myself.
If I owned a camera, I would have taken pictures.
Lo, a cartoon! ☺
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Peace,
Dave Roel.
Seeking love keeps you from the awareness that you already have it—that you are it.
- Byron Katie
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