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Monthly Archives: March 2013
The Art of Letting Go: Creating an Outdoor Altar
THE SEAL Newly dead, nearly perfect round goggle eyes still brown, still clear I find no mark on him. Only the gray tongue, flaccid between dainty lethal teeth and creamy whiskers stiff as quill, speaks to me of death’s decay. … Continue reading
Posted in Art, Birth-Death-Rebirth, Community, Consciousness, Poetry, Ritual, Women
Tagged abundance, altar, consequence, Gaia, heart, letting go, paradox, poetry, presence, process of creation, reclamation, ritual, sacred space, sacrifice, seal, Summer Solsctice Camp
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MA’AT
A most moving visual meditation on balance, equilibrium and finding the center of gravity that expresses the Egyptian concept of ma’at, which assumes that the cosmos is based on a rule of harmony. By striving to maintain harmony in one’s life … Continue reading
Posted in Art, Consciousness, Love, Meaning
Tagged balance, beauty, equilibrium, feather, grace, harmony, ma'at, presence, transcience
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Here’s Looking At You, Kid
I first saw “Casablanca” in tiny dive in Georgetown in the 1960’s. Forerunner to today’s “Movie Taverns,” it was a little hole in the wall that served popcorn and beer at café tables in a small black-painted room with a … Continue reading
Posted in Daily Prompt, Film, Gratitude, Memoir
Tagged 6 degrees of separation, As Time goes by, Bill Clinton, Bogart, Casablanca, childhood, fathers, Garbo, Henry G. Phillips, History, movies
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Victoria Woodhull: One Who Rose Up
This weekend the Texas Storyteller’s Association held its annual festival in Denton. One of the featured teller’s, Willy Clafin prepared a stellar historical presentation. The operative word here is prepared. The man knows his stuff- backwards, forwards, inside out to the … Continue reading
Dear Oscar: In Praise of Breasts
We was born this way! Genetically coded from day one to have big soft squishy breasts; cup-shaped perky breasts; small tender buds of breasts; cup A, B, C, D, DDD breasts. Didn’t ask for them, didn’t order them, didn’t expect … Continue reading
Posted in Community, Consciousness, Herstory, Women
Tagged breasts, cuddle, ergemous zones, nuzzle, Oscar, respect, respect tatoo, tear
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As Long As Women
“There is time only to work slowly. There is no time not to love.–Deena Metzger. As long as women sing to the ash and praise the sun pack their wounds with poetry and prose sculpt prayers in river clay … Continue reading
Posted in Art, Community, Herstory, Poetry, Women
Tagged colors, contemplation, Deena Metzger, irridescense, laughter, love, sculpture. soap bubbles, silence, sit together, spirit, women
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The Company of Women
Last weekend I attended a women’s retreat with the women of a local Unity church. We gathered in a lake resort near Austin, some hours from my new Texas home. Even after a year and a half, Texas still seems … Continue reading
Posted in Circle, Community, Herstory, Love, Solstice, Women
Tagged circle, community, friendship, magic, Solstice camp, support, women
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