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Just a few of the many gifts dance has given me over the years:
- Appreciation for the art of cultures and communities different from my own
- Long-term friendships and collaborations with creative, talented, fun, interesting, and supportive people
- A wild delight in glitter, sparkle, light, and shadow
- A creative outlet
- A reason to get up and move
- Confidence
- Immersive, embodied experience
- Discipline
🤎💛🧡 🍂 🍁🧶🦊🌾🧡💛🤎
Scenes from a late September walk along the Mississippi River.
May you bask in the starshine and moonbeam of the eve’s radiance!
“The first thing I’ve got to do,” said Alice to herself, as she wandered about in the wood “is to grow my right size again; and the second thing is to find my way into that lovely garden. I think that will be the best plan.”
–Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, 1865
I woke up in a “six impossible things before breakfast” sort of mood today,
so I took myself on a playdate
to the Memphis Botanic Gardens to chase wonder.
She wasn’t hard to catch.
That little skipper…
“When I look in her eyes she goes with me to a blossom world…I’m pickin’ up good vibrations….what elation…what a sensation…”
–Good Vibrations, The Beach Boys
[This post was inspired by Kathy at Lake Superior Spirit who is playing a fun game of “Photo Shorts.” Tag. You’re it!]
The Monday morning hustle shuffle plays on autorepeat: traffic jamming, horns blaring, cell phone ringing, signals crossing. In the heart of the city, hidden in plain sight of the human enterprise, lies a different venture. Off the paved and trodden trails, tune down, down, down the eyes, the ears, the flesh, to receive another broadcast: the pulsing song of the heart wood is playing.
[This post was inspired by Kathy at Lake Superior Spirit who is playing a fun game of “Photo Shorts.” Tag. You’re it!]
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