I Keep Asking Strangers to Dance with Me.
I dance, you fuck, we call it 'research' and we tell each other that somehow we are getting closer to the answers we seek.
Browsing Tag:
dance
Sunday Dance Tribe. {poetry}
I dance over their bones
like Shiva
pulverizing their remains
until what is left
turns back into soil,
from which I resurrect myself.
5 Signs That Dance Is Your Soul’s Language.
Dance lovingly gives us the opportunity to love, sometimes with toughness, on ourselves, and face all of the things that make us want to shrink head-on.
Blueprint of a Buried Voice.
It all felt too much, and so as the music began, I braided my voice with the pitch rolling off the piano keys. I did not want to be rejected.
People Of The Fire {poetry}
Gods, like phantoms, rise up out of the fire,
created and destroyed at the whim of the people.
This Is What a Maiden Voyager Is Called to Do.
The maiden voyager knows that her path will always cross at the opportune moment with those who are also living in their timeless dance.
Bruised but Not Broken: My Journey of Healing Through Pole Dancing.
My pole dancing journey was never smooth sailing. It took some falls, some deep falls, some so deep they seemed bottomless and hopeless.
There’s a Little Zipper Under Your Chin. {poetry}
Let me pull that zipper down
Let me unzip your skin
Let me unzip mine too and you can step in
Let’s spend the day in each other’s skin tones
The Dance of a Conscious Love.
The dance of a conscious love has the potential to transform the world we know now into the world of light that we all visit in our dreams.
She Can Feel Her Inner Flame Rising.
She has no idea what that destiny will look like, but it’s through the dance of trust with the inner flame that we begin to make our way there.
