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

Monday, April 26, 2010


At a time when
so much interaction
is little more than
who can be more
who can draw first
who can land that well- placed

I watch you practice
carefully choosing

your courage
deep and understated
my regard
for all that you are


  1. It is a constant daily challange to use restraint. When I get it right the feeling is overwhelming.

  2. Diplomacy has never been a strong suit. When I realized I have nothing of worth or value it became easier to be less willing to protect what did not exist or matter.

  3. I'm not good at being restrained. It's why I'll never be the person in the first verse.

  4. I guess this is a poem about love, at least that is what It transmits to me when I read it.
    It is really sweet, but not all.
    Beautiful indeed.

  5. Punch-- amen, brother--- I feel so good when I manage to practice restraint in the ways that make it powerful and meaningful. Well said.
    Madame--- maybe restraint is not your strong suit, but you have other talents that are quite outstanding :))
    WM-- thanks for this insight; you clearly have made your peace with some of these internal struggles.
    Mariana -- you are so right on; it is based in noticing based in love. thanks.