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Before I get off for the evening and climb into bed to read,I came here, looked and felt that joyous tingle that speaks to me of the need to dance a bit before shutting down for the night. It is no secret that I often feel the need to dance, in joy, in sorrow, in homage, in silly wanting to shake this aging body of mine, I dance in private, I dance in crowds, at festivals, (at times to the dismay of my husband but after almost 50 yrs together, he knows how I am and quietly watches or sometimes moves away!) I’ve even been known at times to do a little jig in a store if the music moves me…this time, She of your cloth called to me…She who is rising and of course, you have the perfect music for this need for me to move, Rising Appalachia fits so well here; the music flowed, the visuals of the setting in the woods, the dancers as spirit beings, the beautiful dancing, acrobatic women and in me, a rising to join in and I did and it felt and still echoes a connection to a universal heart beat. I do not know what story she tells you but you listen and I hold dear that tonight, I did as well…
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Marti~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~LikeLike
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She is indeed. I’m thinking of you tonight and wondering when I can send the scroll I got from the monks at Tibet House Friday afternoon. I guess I’ll wait till your electricity returns so services can run again.
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“Spirit likes to see us dance on the shifting sands of change”
my old friend Pete Webb (plant guru extraordinaire) gave me these words so long agoLikeLike
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No matter what, the woman gives herselve to what may come…..
Will be by your side…embrace you, protect you be with you
Love
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Marti let us dance together ( dans is wath i like the most, is speek without words , love staps to you
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Maria it is a little before sunrise on the 12th and I have just now come here and see your comment. I so love that you dance with me; the joy of communicating and connecting without words, with movements of our bodies, is so heart filled. From now on, when I dance, I will know that you are twirling beside me.
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I fell asleep to this post … woke up to it this morning … and I’ll be back again and again, so much do I love all of this …
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these pieces that keep emerging are just like the drawings you made in that dream i had where you and i communicated for hours just not with words.
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hey Liz me eather !!! i do love windthread communication , i do Grace and you know it
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Talk about prayer! An image of surrender. She is part of, not at all separate. Maybe she can keep the winds at bay?
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the town, post office was only out a day. And there’s
no use to waiting for anything, post or otherwise, things
can change in hours. We have at least another month of
Fire left.LikeLike
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they are Beauty Full words and give a Beauty Full image
and i try hard to apply them to the kind of shifting
sand we know in this new timeLikeLike
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We are so All ToGether, we have been, for so long.
This is Great Comfort
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all that love,
back, Yvette, NorthStarLikeLike
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yes, speeking without words, we step the steps
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we can create a small wind
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i would have that dream come true
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i don’t know….the winds are about So Much
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