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“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field.  I’ll meet you there. 
When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about.” ~ Rumi

“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field.  I’ll meet you there. 

When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about.” ~ Rumi

Oct
28th
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Life should be a fucking dance floor.

Life should be a fucking dance floor.

Oct
27th
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“A warm mouth can melt a cold heart.” ~ Karma

“A warm mouth can melt a cold heart.” ~ Karma

Oct
14th
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“Everything I need to think about skating has nothing to do with skating.” ~ Geoff McFetridge

“Everything I need to think about skating has nothing to do with skating.” ~ Geoff McFetridge

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Subversive Sensuality Morsel 17

Skating Love: Skating in this prolonged performance, rarely felt like chasing a dream; recently it had become my passion…the deepest desire of my heart. A passion that awakened my heart to expand beyond the captivity I had confined it to. A true love, giving me a reason to grow…to jump higher to flow gracefully and effortlessly. I was awakened. It wasn’t my first time on the ice but the scene was encompassed in a new glow. Filled with vitality, vigor, and a renewed strength, I skated toward my dream. Even though the ground was not solid, I had never felt so supported and confident on the ice. During practice, I would fall down, get up and continue. I wasn’t perfect but I was becoming a master of myself and of maneuvering the ice I was skating upon. As time went on I became more confident as my skills substantiated my progress. My performances began to provoke respect in the judge, whose opinion was the only one I cared for. I sparkled, I amazed, as he gazed at me with awe and adoration. My chest felt full of glitter and helium, the way it used to when I was little. I was well on my way to reaching my dream. And one day, the quality of the ice’s surface was poor. It was worn and chipped and I knew it. The judge was there, and being that he rarely came around, I wanted to get his attention while I had it. I made my way onto the ice, afraid. My legs shook as I lost sight of my purpose; I try my best because I accept no less for myself. Instead I skated for his approval…and he knew it. And with one slip, on what appeared to be a very shallow gash in the ice, I lost my composure and fell. And there I sat with that fallen heart feeling that I had rushed right through the moments I should have been paying attention. Like a mirror breaking, declaring the end of illusion, my ego and my hopes came crashing down. I was alone. Desperate and still attached to my dream, I asked if I could get up and begin my performance again….but there was no one there. The judge was gone. And I was left with my broken heart, my broken dream and this darkness that only my own inner light could illuminate.

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“In a perfect world, you could fuck people without giving them a piece of your heart. And every glittering kiss and every touch of flesh is another shard of heart you’ll never see again.” ~ Neil Gaiman

“In a perfect world, you could fuck people without giving them a piece of your heart. And every glittering kiss and every touch of flesh is another shard of heart you’ll never see again.” ~ Neil Gaiman

Oct
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Teaser time. Rough test shoot preview of dance video, Michael Garcia @the_michael_g is directing/producing of me.

Sep
26th
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Love is a meeting of two souls, fully accepting the dark & the light within each other bound by the courage to grow thru struggle into bliss.
quote from The Daily Love

Love is a meeting of two souls, fully accepting the dark & the light within each other bound by the courage to grow thru struggle into bliss.

quote from The Daily Love

Sep
25th
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On Dealing with Shadow

The Guest House

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.

Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.


 ~ Rumi ~