The Rhythms of Life
There’s something about Latin culture that intoxicates. It gets in your blood and creeps into your heart with a new beat and sends it’s rhythm hurtling to the tips of your fingers and toes– maybe even hurtling to the ends of the universe. It pulses in each cappillary, dances on each taste bud, and makes each nerve-ending tingle. Maybe this is what puts that certain wiggle in a woman’s walk: dancing to the rhythms of Latin music just never quite leaves your system.
I spent only two weeks in Guatemala but I will never be quite the same again– and I want to see the rest of Central and South America in a way I hadn’t before. After all, I studied French in school, not Spanish or Portuguese.
A story on NPR yesterday brought it back for me. Listen to this Brazilian folk music, sung in Portuguese by Cristina Branco. Listen to the interview with her on NPR. And feel the rhythm invade your day. Cristina Branco

March 31st, 2006 at 10:35 am
Thanks for sharing that. There’s great beauty all around the world for people who are willing to wait and listen.