with each other a relationship forms no words necessary to discover the space between us, within us, that fuses our strengths transforming us it is in the rehearsal space that i live for that moment between you and me *Thank you to Kambi Gathesha and Janine Mills*
“Between sound and the speed of light. Movement. A Reel of Women Strong. Along the path Bebe Neuwirth smiles. We laugh around a pumpkin in our Brooklyn home. Seva reminds me. It begins when it ends.” Moment2Moment eight fulfilling days. Many lessons learned.
A wasp stung me on Wednesday. Nine days ago. On my way home after the unnecessary purchase of Doritos and root beer to accompany my loaded-with-honey mustard tuna six inch. Green tea mochi for dessert. After a two minute wait at the light to cross the street, an instant sharp pain. Unfamiliar with the sensation, … More A Bee Buzzed: Be Still.
Yes to last minute invites. Yes to staying up late. Yes to pouring my heart out to people I barely knew. And crying out loud for the miracles along my path. Yes to letting my new friends see me stumble after three glasses of wine. Yes to connecting. Yes to not knowing what to do … More Flirting with Yes. A July Affair.
A packed 60 days of introspection and discovery. 60 days fully felt. … More My twists and knots: Snapshots of Untangling. The Past 60 Days
1159 PM Today, Saturday: April is at its end. Over the last two weeks since the Atlantic Evening Conservatory let out for break, I’ve done nothing but bask in the nothing. Well, I mean I have worked. And I have made myself home meals. And I’ve worried somewhat about the future. And then I’ve read … More “Monsieur, Dance with V?” A Series of April Moments with Me
That expression, full circle, I know now what it means. On March 1st, I posted this picture. Yes, a selfie, essentially. Shot so as to make you believe that someone so mesmerized by me took it, or that it was by Divine design. But that’s not the point. In that moment, there was a sentiment … More From a Selfie to La Dra. Matilde. March, My Full Circle Month
A MOMENT 2 MOMENT REFLECTIONBUT I THOUGHT THE FIRST DAY OF SPRING WAS ON MARCH 21st At some moment in my childhood my brain processed that the first day of Spring was March 21st. For several weeks now I’d been anticipating March 21- imagining the many ways to receive this blessed season. Alas, Sunday, March 20th, was … More LONGING ON A SPRING DAY
Moment2Moment© A playful moment on March Seventeen Cuenta la leyenda… Por allá en la tierra del America del Norte… Que…. En un sexto piso de un edifició ahora abandonado se aperecía en cierto momento del día la Princesa Sanjuana proveniente del reino Tejaztlán. De ahí, y en ese momento del día, una música surgía, llena … More Cuenta la leyenda…
Moment2Moment© March Fifteen. What is this feeling? Of wanting. To be ____ other than ____. I can take a deep breath, or twenty, and allow my thoughts to pass by. To observe them, as they say, without latching on. To feel. Judgment barred. And it works. But, in the meantime: dead center on my … More Wanting.