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
these moments
these moments
when we meet
soul to soul
speaking
a language of the heart
offering
its quiet
unflinching
defiance of time & space
embracing
these moments
when words trust
& glances
lay bare the finest parts of self
I never thought I'd know
these moments
Those moments are the best of times within time of the human heart.
ReplyDeleteExpect the worst and sometimes life hands you a surprise. Sometimes.
ReplyDeleteThose moments are moments too few...
ReplyDeleteThere is wisdom in the comments above hen.
ReplyDeleteLife makes sense just because of those moments.
ReplyDeleteExcelent, wonderfull text. congrats H
These moments are the best moments, I am thinking. Those quiet moments. Those treasured few. Loving your words, you.
ReplyDeleteto see and be seen, recognition, that we are soul, thank you for the reminder.)
ReplyDeleteHappy day lovely,
Sarah)
thanks for these lovely sentiments on the poem; I am often struck by how the simplest things can be so resonant, how human connection is so beautiful and often so elusive. I'm grateful for your comments and kindness.
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