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For When You Feel Crazy: Let It All Out.

While you let your own crazy out, ten thousand children learned to walk today. And somewhere, miles, or rather, planets away, a moonbeam smiled down on the Earth. And under that smile, ten more realized that the crazy... well, it doesn’t need to be contained. And from them, ten others. And so ...

you & me

Sisters, Let Us Drop Our Swords.

We need one another. This need runs deep through the ancient marrow of our bones. Belonging is woven through our DNA. We belong with and to one another. We want to move with the wisdom of our Supreme Sister -- Mother Nature -- guiding our every move. We need our sisters’ strength.

you & me

We Are One And The Same.

I heard you cry out the night she left for the first time, and the last. I heard you cry and the sound was too much for me to bear, so I taught you to rock yourself back to sleep. Every night I taught you this, for centuries.

happiness

I Need Your Love.

My dreams lose their senses in the redolent path of wishes and desires, they pass through the loom to distill their mind.

poetry

Wanderlusting. {poetry}

but I want so desperately to believe that love is the answer that I’m willing to jump headfirst without looking and crawl back up with scraped palms and bloody knees when no one but the ground is there to catch me just to jump again without remembering what the question was in ...

Chronicles Of The Crescent Kin.

You know they are your kindred not from the color of their eyes, but from the tones of their hearts, which are dressed in mystique. The paradigms of their minds will match mine and yours, as they, too, will be charmed by a presence that is just mad enough to be brilliant. They will feel the ...

world

Dancing In The Graveyard: A Christmas Miracle.

And now I can finally cry Why. I shout it now. Weeping and shouting and pleading and ripping grass from the earth. Why. And I can’t remember it all; my mind doesn’t grant me the memories, but my body aches with that familiar longing for something pure. To be loved in a pure way that a daughter ...

art

Keep Calm And Carry On? I’d Rather Dancethef*ckon.

How does one dancethef*ckon? Here’s how we did it. Dancers gathered in an opening circle. My co-facilitator and I shared the tale of the dancethef*ckon-athon’s co-creation. Anybody who wished to speak their intent aloud was invited to do so. Everybody was invited to write what they wished to ...

poetry

Re-Wild. {poetry}

Jump again from moving buses; dive again to swirling depths rise again from your own ashes; die again a hundred deaths. For the wildness inside you will never perish; I only tire, then surge afresh.

world

Dancing In The Bamboo Forest. {book preview}

"Rumor spread that the train crew had put out a fire in the engine and then, without any explanation, the engine detached and chugged back down the hill leaving us stranded."

dance

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