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Moon Belly Boot Camp '07

kandigrossman — Thu, 19 Apr 2007 15:15:46 GMT

Are you a belly dancer?

kandigrossman — Thu, 15 Mar 2007 21:37:20 GMT

Are YOU a belly dancer?

kandigrossman — Thu, 22 Feb 2007 14:42:29 GMT

bellydancer: (bell'E-danzz'-R)n. 1. A woman who liberates hips and belly in rhythm to music. 2. A sister who loves women's culture. 3. Self-enraptured queen. 4. Snake charmer. 5. Rebel-Lioness. 6. She who understands the deeper meaning of the word erotic (as the sum of all instincts of self preservation) 7. Loves music. Loves the moon. Loves drama. Loves freedom. Loves to shimmy and shake. Loves herself.

"Raw Silk and Uncut Wood" Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching

kandigrossman — Sat, 19 Aug 2006 00:12:17 GMT

Stop being holy, forget being prudent, It'll be a hundred times better for everyone. Stop being altruistic, forget being righteous, people will remember what family feeling is. Stop planning, forget making a profit, there won't be any thieves and robbers. But even these three rules Needn't be followed, what works reliably is to know the raw silk, hold the uncut wood. Need little, want less. Forget the rules. Be untroubled.

Knowledge of the old kind

kandigrossman — Wed, 24 May 2006 18:52:38 GMT

"Embodied theory, as feminist figurations in time and space, alters the character of knowledge through its refusal to distance thinking from moving, knowing from being, thought from material specificity of bodies. Such a perspective demands that theorizing operate on a multi-discursive register of subjectivity and recognize nonhegemonic modes of discourse as valid representations of women's agency." ---Carol Brown "Dancing Between Hemispheres: Negotiating Routes for the Dancer Academic"

I study

kandigrossman — Tue, 23 May 2006 03:24:30 GMT

All the cultural paraphernalia of femininity, of learning to please and simultaneously rebel, both visually and sexually through the practices of the body—

Magic

kandigrossman — Sat, 30 Jul 2005 02:06:08 GMT

"Where there is woman there is magic. If there is a moon falling from her mouth, She is a woman who knows her magic, who can share or not share her powers. A woman with a moon falling from her mouth, roses between her legs and tiaras of Spanish moss, this woman is a consort of the spirits." Ntozake Shange, Sassafras, Cypress and Indigo

The Feral Woman

kandigrossman — Sat, 30 Jul 2005 02:02:21 GMT

"I postulate the feral woman as one who was once in a natural psychic state--that is, in her rightful wild mind--then later captured by whatever turn of events, thereby becoming overly domesticated and deadened in proper instincts." Clarissa Pinkola Estes, Women Who Run With The Wolves

Among School Children

kandigrossman — Thu, 21 Jul 2005 15:11:36 GMT

"O Chestnut-tree, great rooted blossomer, Are you the leaf, the blossom or the bole? O body swayed to music, O brightening glance, How can we know the dancer from the dance?" W.B. Yeats, Among School Children