Category Archives: Stories

Tie-In

=+=+=+=+ In the sharp waking light, the fear looked cheap like borrowed skin flaking off to blend with common dust It rose so sleek and impressive while wielding our strength And even now, with the Truth cackling in the air, … Continue reading

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Whole?

“I am whole,” was the first thought in my mind today. The thrill suffusing my body at the words was an incredible boost. It was easy to bound out of bed and dress for my walk-with-sprints in the tiny neighborhood … Continue reading

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Remember the French

I emerged from the sumptuous simplicity of the dance appreciating the beauty and support all around and within me. The truth of unity and healing in a peaceful state of vibrant power pulsed in my veins and the expression of … Continue reading

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Dancing Home

I am home from the Sun/Moon Dance. My spirit lives in the center of the medicine wheel, and part of me will always dance in the arbor, but my integrated life is in my home and community here. The single … Continue reading

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I am a Spirit Dancer

This weekend, I will be celebrating the 7-year anniversary of my death and rebirth after a 4-day ceremonial dance at Madre Grande Monastery in California, with a 4-day ceremonial dance for Peace & Healing at Birdsong Peace Chamber in Pennsylvania. … Continue reading

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A Small Loss

One week it was money I was missing, the next week … a life. It shouldn’t have been significant; the evidence was weak. I felt uncharacteristic nausea at odd times. The tenderness in my breasts was uncomfortable. A touch of … Continue reading

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Slight Change of Direction

Last night, I took a brief look at our main bank account and my heart constricted with fear. The blood started pumping faster, rushing sound to my ears. My breath moved from my chest to flutter high and shallow in … Continue reading

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You have to “Play In” before you can “Play Out”

Once there was a brilliant unsung jazz musician named Grover Mooney, a big barrel-chested man with wild hair, a bitter smile and satirical eyes. When he wasn’t playing, you could feel the chaos in him. Sometimes, out of the corner … Continue reading

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