"Consciousness expresses itself through creation. This world we live in is the dance of the creator. Dancers come and go in the twinkling of an eye but the dance lives on. On many an occasion, when I am dancing, I have felt touched by something sacred. In those moments, I felt my spirit soar and become one with everything that exists. I become the stars and the moon. I become the lover and the beloved. I become the victor and the vanquished. I become the master and the slave. I become the singer and the song. I become the knower and the known. I keep on dancing and then, it is the eternal dance of creation. The creator and the creation merge into one wholeness of joy. I keep on dancing until there is only. . .the dance."
-Michael Jackson 1992
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Gardenias
Gardenias blooming
An unforgettable scent
In the depths
Of the dark
I sense the light
On the breeze
Flowing inside.
An unforgettable scent
In the depths
Of the dark
I sense the light
On the breeze
Flowing inside.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Spiritual Showgirls
Laura Sharp, artist and mother, is currently working on a series of paintings for a show in Sun Valley ID, called "Spiritual Showgirls". The paintings are an ode to amazing women she has met who follow a spiritual path, in one way or another, amidst these troubled times. This painting is dedicated to me!
May the Spiritual Shows Shift and Expand On!
To contact Laura Sharp about her work email sharplaura@mindspring.com
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Heart Opening in Hawaii
I can feel my heart opening as I drive.
I breathe into my heart and the feeling.
It feels like old hardened dust crick-crackling away.
Their is no room here for clutter in the heart.
People shine and love.
Whatever gets in the way withers.
I breathe into my heart and the feeling.
It feels like old hardened dust crick-crackling away.
Their is no room here for clutter in the heart.
People shine and love.
Whatever gets in the way withers.
Friday, May 1, 2009
Soul
I move in light.
Listening for the heart beat
of my conscious dance.
Following feet
I am divine
Spirit filled
In motion
Soul
Listening for the heart beat
of my conscious dance.
Following feet
I am divine
Spirit filled
In motion
Soul
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Inspired by Keiki
This week I received inspiration a couple times from the children in my life. They truly remind me to take life less seriously, play more and live in the moment!
The first time was on Tuesday during a Keiki Creative Movement class. We were dancing in a circle and all of the children were from different ethnic backgrounds. We starting speaking our movement words in Japanese, Spanish and Dutch! It was a beautiful moment of recognizing each other, our different cultures and our different languages - right in the dance!
The second time was at my daughter's preschool. I spent the morning with her walking to a nearby museum. It was a bit chaotic with children jumping, playing and picking on each other while trying to walk. When we arrived at the museum it was more chaos with children running over each other to get to the displays, pushing buttons, and trying to see fish. On the walk home the children were tired and hot. My daughter and I walked with a mix of struggling and joy and even some tears. When we arrived back at the school my daughter did not want me to go. So, I stayed for lunch and watched these three and four year olds eat and not eat their wide array of foods. From cold sausage, to sandwiches and macaroni. Then, I spent the next two hours in quiet time with my daughter. I watched most of these busy little bodies slowly drift off into a restful sleep on the floor with their multicolored blankets and pillows. My daughter was among the few who did not fall asleep even with all of her yawns and my back rubbing. I lay down beside her and almost fell asleep myself.
The beautiful connection moment came at the end of quiet time (as it so often does if we allow ourselves this pause!). My daughter and two others were awake and she shared a gardenia that she'd been given at the farmer's market on our walk. She gave each of them a flower and kept one for herself. This quiet exchange was very sweet and I could tell she was thrilled by the sharing and connection. Her face was beaming in the quiet - truly a spirit in motion. For me, it was beautiful to witness my daughter sharing her lovely smelling gardenias and receiving that connection she so needed to feel whole and alive!
The first time was on Tuesday during a Keiki Creative Movement class. We were dancing in a circle and all of the children were from different ethnic backgrounds. We starting speaking our movement words in Japanese, Spanish and Dutch! It was a beautiful moment of recognizing each other, our different cultures and our different languages - right in the dance!
The second time was at my daughter's preschool. I spent the morning with her walking to a nearby museum. It was a bit chaotic with children jumping, playing and picking on each other while trying to walk. When we arrived at the museum it was more chaos with children running over each other to get to the displays, pushing buttons, and trying to see fish. On the walk home the children were tired and hot. My daughter and I walked with a mix of struggling and joy and even some tears. When we arrived back at the school my daughter did not want me to go. So, I stayed for lunch and watched these three and four year olds eat and not eat their wide array of foods. From cold sausage, to sandwiches and macaroni. Then, I spent the next two hours in quiet time with my daughter. I watched most of these busy little bodies slowly drift off into a restful sleep on the floor with their multicolored blankets and pillows. My daughter was among the few who did not fall asleep even with all of her yawns and my back rubbing. I lay down beside her and almost fell asleep myself.
The beautiful connection moment came at the end of quiet time (as it so often does if we allow ourselves this pause!). My daughter and two others were awake and she shared a gardenia that she'd been given at the farmer's market on our walk. She gave each of them a flower and kept one for herself. This quiet exchange was very sweet and I could tell she was thrilled by the sharing and connection. Her face was beaming in the quiet - truly a spirit in motion. For me, it was beautiful to witness my daughter sharing her lovely smelling gardenias and receiving that connection she so needed to feel whole and alive!
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