Dying/broken/forgiven.... now I begin

Born: 17-06-56....gemini.... monkey
re-born: 3-09-80
born again\found: 14-04-08
other notable dates: 10-03-68; 03-09-87; 23-03-96;
1-05-98; 31-01-02; 5-04-04

Interests: movement, stressed/transgressive embodiment, lived experience (body\space\time\relation)
expression ( word, dance, text, image, story, music, poetics)
learning, yielding......

Hopes for the blog:
offer up the wild intersectedness of lived experience and engage others in creative, expressive, perhaps irreverant, hopefully playful, and respectful encounters....
enact kindness
create moments of pause for disclosure, discovery, stillness

Wednesday, July 1, 2009


you have watched me
with rage as fuel
for long enough to wonder
if there is any
left in the
There is.

... and within this sweet twilight
a fire burns bright


  1. as i sit in twilight
    of my rage
    i find this tiger
    burning bright

  2. Beautiful words
    It seems there is hope left, but I wonder in what. Curiosity is killing my brain. Anyway I think there is hope in everything.

  3. Passion never dies only the holder of it, The rage goes on and on which is as it should be.

  4. rage is great fuel, but hit needs to be tempered with humour :)

  5. Punch-- so good to honor the tiger burning inside;
    WM-- hopefully, I will continue to learn from rage and passion...thanks;
    Mariana--I often think it is my curiosity that saves me... glad you like the way the words work;
    Pisces... loved the hit and humour... very nice; I have buddies who encourage me to put the fuel in the tank not the fire, and the hit/humour is a resonant bit of wisdom... I am all for the humour, believe me!