A Moment of Bliss

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I gaze out casually, relaxing on our back step, feet up… Bees are frenetically buzzing the purple corn flowers, extracting the nectar with seeming desperation. They sink into its fragrant essence with passion and surrender and refuse to abandon their pursuit until they are satiated with the sweet sustenance.

Oh for the enthusiasm to be so invested in life.

Dancing in the Wild

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Let’s face it.

It is really tough filling your dance card these days.

But no need to stop dancing! We just have to get creative, dig down to the core of what dancing really means.

Dancing to Spirituality

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The gift of a medium such as dancing, tango, in particular, is that one can learn parameters of safe and sensual touch within precise structural, socially sanctioned guidelines. One is able to experience at a visceral level what it feels like to be close in a supportive, sensual engagement without misinterpreting the contact or intent as sexual.

Dance and Community

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Are you missing dancing? Of course. We all are! I came across this guest blog from several years back which articulates very clearly why dance is so critical to our social nature and why we want to guard this treasure in our hearts until we can get back onto the dance floor. For the interim, I am writing about what might be appropriate substitutes. See you soon.

Up Close, Far Away.

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The Gift of This Time

This shutdown is the opportunity for a huge reset.

Let’s face it: communicating affection, caring, respect is a very complex and skillful practice. With restrictions in place, this is as good a time as any to figure out what consensual connection really means.

We have the opportunity to explore what is at the heart of connection and is truly nurturing and generative. There are ways to feel deeply connected with others with minimal or no physical contact. We need to learn and relearn every subtle variance and enactment.

Surviving or Thriving

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Getting through difficult times:

Tony Roberts posed the question to Nelson Mandela – certainly one of the twentieth-century poster-children for overcoming adversity – after his release from 25 years in prison: ‘How did you make it through all those years of suffering? And how did you survive?…. to which Nelson stiffened and responded indignantly, ‘I didn’t survive. I prepared.’

COVID Crazies

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This is starting to get creepy. More precisely, my skin is starting to feel creepy. There is a good reason for this … “The Hug is the Drug.” It is only natural when we don’t get that stimulation regularly – blame it on anti-social distancing – that we start to experience withdrawal, (in my case restlessness, irritability, and creepy-crawly skin. Just saying).

Easter in Buenos Aires – 2018

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Perhaps Covid has been an equalizer, a stabilizer, a needed break in the action. Nobody dances, nobody parades down streets or celebrates Easter or wars. Nobody plays soccer.

I like the old world better.

It’s Easter. A good time for hope.