After dark, this was the view from the living room:
talk yesterday, and one of the things I took away from it was that it was great to be able to celebrate the progress that has been made in fighting oppression on various fronts on the last forty years. Taking part in the parade today, with a great contingent from all parts of Zen Center, I had the feeling that everyone was special - the spectators just as much as the participants - and it was wonderful just to be there for that feeling. In a way, it felt hardly any different from being at the Giants' parade at the end of last year.
There was a lot of waiting around before we got underway. We did a service with the Lovingkindness Meditation when we thought we were about to leave, which felt nice and solid, but then we were still sitting there a couple of hours later, parked between a troupe of Colombian dancers and a Rocky Horror Show float. Everyone roused themselves once we started, and just being able to walk along Market Street in the midst of the huge crowds was completely exhilarating.
I promised people I would get some pictures up, so here is the preliminary selection:
|Fixing up the banner|
|Daigan dresses the Buddha|
|Blanche on the truck - she sat for a very long time|
|Down Market St|
|Behind the banner|
|Dancing Devas at the head of the procession|