do not fear my desire. its pulsing is the beat of the most exquisite song. i ask to enter the realm of your belief, and to co-create with your truth. to live music. my mission is no less than magik, the shocking realization of breath. all the ways in the world it moves us . . .

qualifications:

i strive towards integrity in motion.
my shift starts at 2am.
princess of wands. wrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrd.
i am still in the fire of the tigrrrmind, breaking out of my fear, sometimes the stripedskin is just a pattern beneath my rising.
the tigrr's eye is the brightest in the animal kingdom. . .
white spectral mirror.
sagittarian earthhorse.
soulvocational actor. channel of rhythmic symbol.
my body is my ins.tru.ment. my instrument is my home. i live in communion. communion is poetry is dance is song and i am harmonizing with the uni-verse.
i often choose to ride the valence shell, the outside of the wheel of the karmic vehicle. come whut may i like to feel the air.
my mind is impressionable, a field of dynamic images. my dance, whether physical tactical or otherwise creative is a release of stagnant inhabitants and useless judgments. i must regularly wander drear and sing to my dear lost boys, my ghosts. lest i forget to let them go. . .
fiercely individual, freekishly loyal, ever reflecting.
i am nurturing my inner 4-year-old. giving her permission to play more regularly. i experience much thru the eyes of her bounding wonder.
self-absorbed? prrrhapz, especially if my self-expression is suppressed.
born a twin under a crescent december moon, mercury in retrograde, aries on the rise.
5x fire, venus throbbing scorpio, capricorn moon . . .
ask me in vedic and the werd is quadruple scorpio and a sagittarian moon.
but really i'm just yer good-natured human girl wearing freekspots and tiggrrrstripes.
whut else you wanna know?

bringing tatters to the neXt level. . . rocks n bones, battered seeds, broken shells that sing, with a pronounced lisp, down in sum muddy mood harmonizing with agonizing beauty with tha angelics . . . freeing and healing, al hamdoo lela. being earth, being light. the rubble and the light that is the dance of the phoenix. let's do the dance!!! let's make a fashion show out of it. let's parade our freek. i want to see you. anyone up for a spar?


i die everyday. play is sacrament. it's silly serious true. all this babouncing is the yearning to become light again. thru service into joy. in joy to serve. to deccimate and dissolve the lines in physical practice. muscles grow by tearing the fibers. living strong means dying hard, as chaos brings clarity. growth is ouchy, living hurts. but damn if i kin quit fingering the tendernesses . . . i am a visceraholic. and a delicate tiggrrflowwr. and a rrrambler. let's not stop. . .
nothing means nothing unless it holds meaning for the peeple i hold dear. i'm on a mission and my lovers are warriors, and light. i wanta create outta the rich luminous mud of our silly cavortings and deep slippenings down interdiscourses. seeing communicating and finding that balance of caring and releasing. there is not one attainable vision but many missions, no win or loss but this experience of humanity as it gives form to spirit. feeling the throbbing of sinues, the heaving of organs, the trembling stilts and collapsed ruminations of sorrow, the paralysis and clarity of terror, the explosions of joy and deliriums of laughters which rattle us outside of form and into scattered searing light, with our beloveds.

"the energy field of a cat rotates in a counterclockwise direction, the opposite of a human energy field. Because of this, cats have the ability to absorb and neutralize energy that affects humans in a negative way. This is part of the healing medicine that the cat holds. . ."

“Anyone whose goal is ‘something higher’ must expect some day to suffer vertigo. What is vertigo? Fear of falling?... No, vertigo is something other than the fear of falling. It is the voice of the emptiness below us which tempts and lures us, it is the desire to fall, against which, terrified, we defend ourselves.”
~ kundera

. . .as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. . .
~mandela~

may i clear away that which does not serve. until all that is left is the service.
may i be a mirror of your own liberation.
may we ever be free to serve.