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

Sunday, June 21, 2015


She might as well be real
I hold her in one hand and cradle her with the other
ridiculous, really
a creature who can fly needing cradling
as if that would keep her safe, or grounded
even more ridiculous
she cannot fly
and falling will not hurt her
Stella, the fuzzy- headed stuffed toy Blue Jay.

You gave her to me
"We want you to have Stella," you said
Stella, the Blue Jay Guardian of your retreat
the Muse of your creative process
the fluffy heart beat you carried around for three days
You want me to have her.

I screamed with joy. You saw me. Surrounded me.
I took that heartbeat, honored.
I know what she carries.
This is your bravery and your hope; this is our intimacy.
This is what happens next.


  1. I returned yesterday from an amazing experience with 10 student fellows from a Canadian undergraduate student award program. They gifted me in many ways, and then a tangible, iconic one. I embody delight. This gladdens my heart.

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  2. How sweet - it sounds like you must've given them something very special, too.

  3. Intelliwench-- it was a transformative week. What a great group of students. My heart sings as I realize that they will be going out into the world and that they care so much.
    thanks for the visit.