I dance like I'm 6 years old again, or 10, or even 13...all those times leaping around the room to Zorba the Greek, marching along with the TIn Soldiers, twirling around and around like a whirling dervish. I consider an incredible joy to feel like I did as a child, with the consciousness of an adult, dancing as I do in dance church. Welcome to my infomercial. I tear up my feet, hobble like old One-Eyed Uncle Joe for days from tight calves, I sweat, swing, sway, and swirl like the only mome... read more

I started classes at PSU today, in school again for the first time in four years, I felt like a traveller from another planet. There I was, walking around with one of my playa jackets on, sporting dust and bright colors, wandering around perfumed, coiffed, well-heeled young adults. There were also women in full burkas and more ethnic faces then I've ever seen on the streets of Portland. It was a lot of fun! University is such a fascinating place to see and interact with humankind. I have... read more

When asked, How was Burning Man? I inevitably tell tales that are meant to inspire awe and envy in my listeners, to wow them with my experiences. But in reality? It stirs my pot. The detachment from my life allows space and emptiness. And in that emptiness, flow happens. Clarity, focus, and contentment. Insight that comes unsought flows through the empty space of my mind on the playa. Love also exists brightly in that space, shining with little boundary or hesitation. Deepening my con... read more

God damn! I'm in love with my own fucking life! Thank you to all the peoplel I danced with tonight, to the people that I had genuine conversations with, to the man who gave me beer, and the man who gave me water. I love you all. Having discovered gratitude, I've found it to be infectious and multiplying, bringing new light to everyone I interact with. And I'm astounded by what I've been missing out in you all!

xoxo