not an oxymoron
Posted in On Personal Practice on May 11th, 2008
“Flesh is the only destiny.”
––Kim Edwards, from The Secrets of the Fire King
What does Edwards mean? She goes on to poetically detail the protagonist watching her autocratic father rot into death before her eyes and under her care. And still I don’t understand the opening line. But I agree in my heart. Flesh is the […]
Posted in Of Core Knowing, On Personal Practice on May 10th, 2008
Your dance will heal you.
––from my mentor, Phoebe Neville
It was utterly gloomy here this morning. When I first woke, in my leaden lower body I remembered Grandmother. She lurched slightly as she walked, her bowed legs, which eventually gave at the knees, wrapped in a kilt or wool skirt. She loved to walk in the […]
Posted in On Personal Practice, On Practices on May 9th, 2008
Shadow & Light again, only this time I cast the front of my body––her ventral plane––into shadow and illuminate the back, the dorsal plane.
She is iridescent, as if covered with fine rain-bowing scales. A reptile. An upright fish. I feel how I was once a fish, my belly mostly facing the pull of gravity while […]