Posts Tagged "self"
A Good Read
The mirror reveals A very unique notebook A cherished volume That I have chosen to journal in Today Skin is the delicate parchment Organs, bone, joint and sinew The bindings and spine Each cell, Chapters. War and Peace are but cliff notes In comparison Bible, Koran, Kaballah Only echo its holiness I need not think to Turn the page For the entry is already Transcribing, recording Jotting down...
Read MoreJourney Home
Rabindranath Tagore The time that my journey takes is long and the way of it long. I came out on the chariot of the first gleam of light, and pursued my voyage through the wildernesses of worlds leaving my track on many a star and planet. It is the most distant course that comes nearest to thyself, and that training is the most intricate which leads to the utter simplicity of a tune. The traveler...
Read MoreSleeping Beauty
I’ll be your Shelter by Lee Wilde Reading at Anara Practice 2/25/2013 I look forward to the moment beauty is my own conceived easily like yellow dipped trees, a lazy dog the afternoon pillow of a lover’s chest when beauty is memorized and not a plea taken at the face value of Hollywood What is beauty anyway, but a shoulder to count on when others can’t see me in visual context it is...
Read MoreFor a Dancer
Reading at Waimea practice 2/23/2013 Keep fire burning in your eye Pay attention to the open sky You never know what will be coming down I don’t remember losing track of you You were always dancing in and out of view I must have thought you’d always be around Always keeping things real by playing the clown Now you’re nowhere to be found I don’t know what happens when...
Read MoreYou’re It!
Reading at Kalaheo practice 12/3/2012 God Disguised As a myriad things and Playing a game of tag Has kissed you and said, “You’re it! — I mean you’re REALLY IT!” Now It does not matter What you believe or feel For something wonderful Major-league Wonderful Is someday going To Happen. ——...
Read MoreForgotten Family
The Secret Life of Red by Linaji Reading at Waimea Practice 11/13/2012 As I descend into basement shadows, I am washed in red. Smoothness is not a choice on the earthly plane. As light reveals, so also shadows are spawned. With this I must learn to rock my ignorance to sleep to await its hungry cry. I must feed my insincerity its milky gruel. I must give my meanness rapt attention. I must dine...
Read MoreOn Birthdays and….
Reading at Koloa practice 10/31/2011… When you don’t believe in birthdays, the idea of aging turns a little foreign to you. You don’t fall into trauma over your sixteenth birthday or your thirtieth or the big Five-Oh or the deadly Century. You measure your life by what you learn, not by counting how many calendars you’ve seen. If you’re going to have trauma,...
Read MoreThe Essence of My Practice
Reading at Anara practice 10/8/2012 My practice moves from edge to edge, exploring the limits of a stretch, the inner realm of energy and breath. Each movement plumbs new depths of self-awareness. Who am I now, and now, and now? Who holds this pose with single-pointed focus, or loses the thread of breath and stops to find the center once again? Have I reached my full expression, or is there...
Read MoreBirds Don’t Brag About Flying
Reading at Anara Practice 9/17/2012 Birds don’t brag about flying the way we do. They don’t write books about it and then give workshops, they don’t take on disciples and spoil their own air time. Who could dance and achieve liftoff with a bunch of whackos tugging on...
Read MoreThe Journey
Reading at Waimea 9/1/2012 One day you finally knew what you had to do and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice though the whole house began to tremble and you felt that old tug at your ankles. “Mend my life!” each voice cried. but you didn’t stop, you knew what you had to do Though the wind pried with its stiff fingers at the very...
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