Ahhh, I got hooked. The relief that comes when I just realize I am hooked on energy is too easy sometimes. That's it? That's all? You mean I don't have to process a bunch of STUFF? I can just realize I am hooked and then it goes, disappears, the charge? That's so easy! Wow, I like this : ) How can the noticing alone be the gateway to freedom...
I have made myself wrong for wanting to practice dance, for wanting to become a better dancer, for wanting to excel technically in dancing. Is this wrong? I don't know. What's tripped me up is my own and others opinions. I KNOW that dancing is NOT a means to an end, it is an experience, a process, a pathway that brings up all my stuff for healing...
A year and a half ago, I took my first session with an Alexander Technique practitioner. It was interesting and profound. She showed me how I could move in different ways. She taught me to "use your legs for walking" instead of protruding my heart out into space thinking I was going to get anywhere faster if I just walked with my chest ahead...
Tonight, as I was folding up my 2nd ever pair of Rock-n-Republic jeans, putting them away in the closet for another day, I was struck by how worn they are and how they are holding up. I wondered, "Will these ones get holes in them like the other pair?" Instant twang in my heart, ugh, oh, "the other pair". Europe, Guy & I, shreds of jeans...
On being alone. What one feels, is. If I believe it, I see it. No matter how hard I try, I cannot get away from it. "It" is me. What does me want? More of me. How can I be a cure for my loneliness? How can we be a cure for our loneliness?
I had a 10 million dollar nap today. I took a million dollar walk the other day. It was a Sunday and the most perfect Fall day here in the North East of America. The sky was deep shades of purple grey. You know, that heavy Fall sky. It was breezy and like 68 degrees fahrenheit. I took my time, followed my guidance every step of the way. It...
Isn't life just energy? I remember when I first started salsa dancing. I used to talk about the "energy" that I'd feel with these different dancers. My dear friends used to laugh at me and joked around with me for YEARS about my usage of the word "energy". What is possible when life is viewed as simply energy? Neither right nor wrong. Good nor...
Hands up, arms stretched wide to the sky soaking in the sun on a hot, late August day. Knee deep in small waves on Lake Erie. The beach. Ahhh...respite. I held my arms up, wind blowing against my face, and practiced being inside my body. Suddenly I had this realization, a solidifying of a concept that my Dad and sister had been communicating...
"Relax Deeply, Dream Big, Believe with ALL your Heart" are the words on the tall cream colored coffee mug I bought at the dollar store last year after I returned from Cuba. The Padrino communicated that the Spirits told him I could offer a cup of water in a high place to the Saints and Spirits if I wanted to. I didn't have to do anything he was...
An old friend called me tonight. It has been a while as time usually goes by: one, two or three months, sometimes more, before we talk again.I forget about my good, old friends sometimes. I get so wrapped up in my day to day life. The other day I was watching Rick Steve's with my parents. He was in the South of France. They showed the busy...
