Dancing

  • Dancing Girl

    She danced like no one was watching. She went to that place where all artists go when they create. She is my daughter and she is five, but actually she is ageless, and it was this beautiful, ageless essence that… Continue reading

  • Now They Are One

    Shadow dancer on the wall. Darling of light and form. A body. A wall. Each but a fragment of life until they find each other. Now they are one, yes. Now they are one. Continue reading

  • Ballerina

    I was a ballerina in a past life. Of course, I can’t be certain. But as I look in the mirror, lift my arms, tilt my neck— I know this place, this grace. And sometimes I wonder why. Continue reading

  • I Am The Air

    Music is the wind, and I am the air. And we gracefully dance, and we blissfully play, and we claim our place within the fabric of the other until we are one.   Continue reading

  • Let Us Dance

    Hold me with your eyes. Feed my aching night, lover sweet, and I will be your spin and tumble and roll into the haze of the forgotten day. The air around me soars with the thrilling madness of you. Take… Continue reading

  • The White Swan

    The soft girl drifted away from the ballet and felt the air fall around her like silk. It was a wonderful twenty-four hours, one of the rare occasions that my husband and I leave our children in the capable hands… Continue reading

  • Performance Energy

    Let’s talk about magic. The type that swirls around us human folk without us even knowing, without us even trying. The kind of magic I’m talking about is the kind that arises from our natural human energies and the way… Continue reading

  • Darling Day 29: Dance.

    Dinner time arrives and the darling of the day is yet to find me. Yet to whisper its sweet melody into my ready ear. But…wait. Darling, in an instant? Music blaring from the iPod dock. The story of my youth—… Continue reading