Folklife Festival or Woodstock 2009

What we thought Folklife Festival was and what we actually encountered were two very
different events. Louie and I heard from co-workers that we would really enjoy the
Folklife Festival. With eager anticipation we drove to the Seattle Center. But what we
experienced was nothing like we anticipated. What we experienced was at best WOODSTOCK 2009. It was a time warp...as if we had been sent back to the 1960's. We looked for those pockets of artisan wares and dancing and singing that demonstrated another culture at its finest. Unfortunately we were disappointed and found ourselves feeling like salmon swimming upstream in search of home, swimming amongst a sea of travelers with no destination. We were reminded of Sodom and Gomorrah and how the fate of the city was regarded as a warning against sensual wickedness. We thought about the great and spacious building and felt sorrow at some of the sights along the way. People were advertising for Hemp Fest. Louie looked at me and said, "I
think this is Hemp Fest." One person held a sign calling everyone to repentance...including
sports nuts. Two elderly men reminded us that possibly they still think they are at Woodstock and
just discovered each other again, "Whoa! Dude...long time no see." And yet to a small degree we are all wanderers to a certain extent. Searching for home. Searching for truth. Sometimes we are stuck in a time warp and can't seem to move on. Our body images depicting the trends and fashions of our days or of our beliefs. But in the end, we all need a little repentance. Or maybe a lot of repentance. We all need the Savior and the atonement. We are all children of God.