Reflecting on the themes from the first ten years of Wisdom Dances has brought me a lot of joy. As this series of blog posts comes to a close, I want to share with you how the name Wisdom Dances itself has come to take on greater meaning for me. Read more…
Dear one, This is a great year for developing your creativity because, well, we are bring forced to. Thinking about living in 2022 as a creative project is a way to turn your focus away from griping and toward layers of opportunity for transformation. Earlier this month I gave a talk Read more…
Wow, I cannot tell you how wonderful it has been to resume outdoor group classes. I love seeing people in the flesh! I’ve even seen some bare feet. I love the beauty and relative warmth of spring. It feels like a homecoming. The wholeness I feel when I am mindfully Read more…
Dear one, I bow to your precious, unique soul. I bow in wonder that our lives are profoundly woven together with the fabric of the universe. I wonder what the world would be like if we lived with this reverence to each other. This morning I’m keenly aware of the Read more…
This is my current paradox – perhaps you feel it too? I’m needing vast amounts of rest and I am also growing by leaps and bounds. Sometimes these two impulses feel at cross purposes. It’s very strange to be napping when there is so much to do. Some days I Read more…
Dear brilliant soul, Let’s stay focused on the light. Goodness knows this is a challenging time. When every day feels disrupted it can feel like we are constantly pivoting. The light is your beacon, what orients you and guides you forward. Kindness and generosity shine a beautiful light. The sparkle Read more…
I love this picture of me from one of my first dance recitals. My first two years of dance, ages 4-5, were at the Temple of the Wings in Berkeley California. We performed in the school’s courtyard surrounded by tall Greek pillars. I can hardly believe that building is real. Read more…
A few winters ago I was attending a water ceremony by the Mississippi River. It was a very cold morning, I was tired and fuzzy headed, and I still felt new and awkward with the group. When Sharon Day, the Ojibwe elder who leads the ceremony, handed me the sage Read more…
I’ve often found myself at a loss for words to express my prayers for this time. There is so much going on, how could I begin to think I could honor it all? In the past few weeks my prayer has boiled down to something simple: May all that is Read more…
I have a confession to make. I
am one of those crazy people who thought the pandemic was going to give me time to write. It’s been a month and I now see my folly. In fact, ordinary life seems to be requiring a lot more energy than usual.