Celebrate Life

I bought this print in Placencia, Belize

Robert’s Grove

I spent two weeks of my winter break detoxing from my first semester of college in the heavenly paradise known as Robert’s Grove. While staying at the resort, I befriended Bredon who worked at the Grove and lived down the road on the peninsula. I was drinking fresh squeezed orange juice one morning when he mentioned that he and his friends were training to try out for the local Placencia team. Every year there is a basketball tournament between all the local towns and I told him I wanted to come check out the scene. We rode into the village on bikes and I’ll never forget how all the people seemed to eye me seeing as I was the only white person. I could only now imagine what a colored person must feel in hostile environments of past ages.

The basketball court was on sand which lead to an epic style of balling. After proving myself on the court, I came to spend my nights out in the village learning how to throw down Belizean style.  Whether it was playing basketball during the day or partying by night there was something about the village that struck me at my core. The town had this atmosphere of love that permeated my inner being. I came to know and love the phrase no worries mon’ because these people have no worries. They live in what most Americans would describe as poverty but to me they seemed like the richest people in the world. They lived as a community. Whether is was  how everyone interacted with the little kids running around during the day or at night when everyone who was partying simply walked around the streets bouncing from place to place. I shared drinks and cigars with strangers.

My friend Brendon told me that in his village there were no rules. Everyone lived to party and lead a good life. Which brought me to two fundamental questions:

A. What is this act we call partying? & B. And why do we seemingly live for it?

Partying to me is really just humans Celebrating Life. I believe we party as a gesture and tribute to life. Think about it. A party is where a group of people vibes so intensely off one another that they are creating and sharing an amazing amount of positive energy that in and of itself needs a way to unleash the energies’ passion. It manifests in many forms. We see it in the art of dancing. Or what I call an expression of the soul. We see it in the festive lust that abounds at parties. We see it in the use of consciousness-altering substances. Between a gathering of friends endless amounts of laughter, love and ecstasy are shared. Laughter, love and ecstasy are three of the most powerful positive energies in this universe. Partying is our duty, our sacrifice to the universe as recognition of how lucky we are. If you are reading this right now that means you are experiencing a conscious existence. If you can recognize how insanely awesome and beautiful it is to have a conscious existence than you begin emoting infinite positive energy. When people party it is an accumulation of that utmost positivity and an expression of our soul taking time to celebrate this world.  This universe is infinity. It is all and forever and what will ever be.

everything is everything

Ending tangent

*I must acknowledge for a minute that there is always that somebody who takes it too far when they party. They are too messed up. I believe that is a symptom of our society due to the stress, tension, and control we have constructed in this world. We should be able to celebrate life in a harmonious state rather than that of wanton excess.*