yes ...

Tomorrow's Stretch Appeal Soft practice
will be taught in the large studio 
where there is lots of cool air
even more cool moves.
Come join me!
Bring your partner ~ it's a beautiful way to share relaxation.
12:30 - 1:30
BodyVox Dance Center
Portland, OR.


Mindfulness of the body is key to liberation but only if it's infused with kindness and compassion.
~ Kristen Neff




Never miss a chance to Dance. How many movies can you name?

Posted by DJ Mosaken on Saturday, July 18, 2015


“Our obligation to survive and flourish is owed not just to ourselves but also to that cosmos ancient and vast from which we spring. We are one species. We are star stuff harvesting star light.” 
~ Carl Sagan
Carl Sagan with his son Nick

this happens tomorrow:

Radical Nourishment - Wednesday's Uranian New Moon in Cancer
by emily
"Wednesday’s New Moon wants to shake you out of your ruts, strip away your security blanket of comfy conditioning and catalyze your most radical, creative, ALIVE and genius self. 
The New Moon (6:24pm Pacific) animates security-seeking Cancer the Crab, but its square to revolutionary Uranus stirs up restlessness and a readiness for radical change. Cancer rules history, memory and the past, and signifies the conditioned self - the self you developed based on your earliest experiences, including those in the womb. Cancer is associated with the subconscious, which was programmed before age 5 and which basically runs the show 99 percent of the time. 
Uranus the Great Awakener disrupts your regularly scheduled programming and wakes up the feelings, needs and desires of your true self. What are the old habits you need to break out of so you can feel fed at the deepest level? How can you best nurture and cultivate your unique genius? Where are you limiting your power, vitality and growth by playing it safe? The Uranian revolutionary impulse is extra-potent right now, and for the next few weeks, as Uranus prepares to turn Retrograde on July 26. 
Cancer is the sign of home, foundation, family and tribe - the root system you need to pursue your goals and take power in the world. This Uranian Cancer New Moon could bring a lightning bolt of awareness to what's NOT working in your current support system and the steps you can take to ultimately create more nurturing and nourishment.
Cancerian themes are further activated at the New Moon by the conjunction of Mercury and Mars in Cancer exactly opposing Pluto in Capricorn. Transformational Pluto calls for shedding your ego's agenda of what you THINK you should want and need, and dropping into a deeper level of self-honesty and authenticity. Notice where you're feeling powerless, pissed-off, self-pitying, and/or victimy - that's your signal to pull back, take responsibility for your feelings, and commit to honoring your true needs and desires. 
As outer planets, Uranus and Pluto want to connect our personal lives (Cancer) with the bigger picture, the life of the collective. At this time of hyper-technologized culture and virtual everything, where much of life happens in our minds and on our screens, one of the most radical things we can do is to really come home to our bodies and to the body of the Earth. 
The bottom-line Cancer "issue" is INSECURITY - pervasive in the modern West and often appearing as over-eating, hyper-consumerism and other addictions. We'll never feel really safe or secure or satiated until we root down and make home right where we are, and tend to our bodies and home planet as the sacred beings they/we are. As Michael Meade says, "we can never get enough of what we don't really need."


today is the day!

12:30 - 1:30
BodyVox Dance Center
1201 NW 17th Avenue



premiering this saturday, 7/11/15:

12:30 - 1:30
BodyVox Dance Center
1201 NW 17th Avenue
Stretch Appeal Soft is designed to create an inner connection between your body, mind and spirit. Stretch Appeal Soft focuses on the fundamentals of the body ~ the core, posture, alignment, breath and stance. This movement practice is taught in a gentle, slow-style format that fluidly shifts through certain poses while seated, standing and in full shavasana (lying on the floor on your back). Stretch Appeal Soft is peaceful, relaxing and non-competitive. The moves are tailored to your particular muscular structure, flexibility and varying tension levels. It is completely adjustable to the individual. Stretch Appeal Soft teaches your body how to relax, renew and restore while increasing pliability. Shoes are not necessary/mat recommended. Open class, everyone welcome.




sally mann ~ you inspire!

run don't walk:

You can't simplify why a marriage breaks down.
It's not one thing.
It happens for many reasons.



this week:

Stretch Appeal Dance
@NW Dance Project
Tuesday, 6/30/15
Thursday, 7/2/15
12:45 - 1:45
211 NE 10th Ave
@Davis St/EAST side of town
Phone: 503-421-7434
street parking is free
shoes/mat optional
$20 per class (cash or check only)
Open Class, no appointment needed, everyone is joyfully welcome!




I think truth is a layered phenomenon. There are many truths that accumulate and build up. I am trying to peel back and explore these rich layers of truth. All truths are difficult to reach.
~ Sally Mann


who is ibeyi:

important reminder:

Tomorrow's Stretch Appeal Dance practice will be at:
NW Dance Project
here's a photo of the space
Tuesday, 6/23/15
12:45 - 1:45
211 NE 10th Ave (at Davis St/EAST side of town) 
Portland97232 Phone: 503-421-7434
street parking is free
shoes/mat optional
$20 per class or $65 for a 4 class card special (cash or check only)
Open Class, no appointment needed, everyone is joyfully welcome!


Pain I Did Not
When my husband left, there was pain I did not
feel, which those who lose the one
who loves them feel. I was not driven
against the grate of a mortal life, but
just the slowly shut gate
of preference. At times I envied them -
what I saw as the honorable suffering
of one who is thrown against that iron
grille. I think he had come, in private, to
feel he was dying, with me, and if
he had what it took to rip his way out, with his
teeth, then he could be born. And so he went
into another world - this
world, where I do not see or hear him -
and my job is to eat the whole car
of my anger, part by part, some parts
ground down to steel-dust. I like best
the cloth seats, blue-grey, first
car we bought together, long since
marked with the scrubbed stains - drool,
tears, ice cream, no wounds, but only
the month's blood of release, and the letting
go when the water broke.
~ Sharon Olds





The steady eyes of the crow and the camera's candid eye
See as honestly as they know how, but they lie.
~ W.H. Auden



"I have tried to answer the questions that people ask me, about my religious and spiritual beliefs, about my philosophy of life, about why I have hope for the future. I have answered as honestly and candidly as I can. Indeed, I have laid bare a lot of my mind, heart, and soul. But there is one story as yet untold. To me, with my love of symbolism, it seems that this story may explain why I have done much of what I've done, lived as I have lived. And why I must continue to the bitter - or perhaps glorious - end.
It happened when I was less than a year old - before I could talk. I was in my pram outside the grocery store, guarded by Peggy, our white bull terrier. Nanny was shopping inside. A dragonfly began swooping around me, and I screamed - so a well-intended passerby hit the dragonfly to the ground with his newspaper, and crushed it with his foot. I continued to scream all the way home. In fact I became so hysterical that they called the doctor, who prescribed a sedative to calm me down. I heard this story for the first time about five years ago. Vanne was writing about my early life and asked if I could remember the incident at all - why had I been so terrified?
As I read what she had written, the sixty intervening years fell away and I was transported back in time. I remembered lying in my nursery. There was a lot of green, I thought - and Vanne said yes, green curtains and green linoleum. And I remember watching a big blue dragonfly which had come in through the window. I protested when Nanny chased it out, but she said it might sting me, and that it had a sting as long as it's "tail" (meaning, of course, it's abdomen). That is a long sting! No wonder I was scared when a dragonfly zoomed around my pram. But being afraid of something did not mean I wanted it killed. If I close my eyes I can see, with almost unbearable clarity, the glorious shimmering and still quivering wings, the blue "tail" gleaming in the sunlight, the head crushed on the sidewalk. Because of me it had died, perhaps in pain. I screamed in helpless outrage. And from a terrible sense of guilt.
Perhaps I have subconsciously lived my whole life trying to assuage that guilt. Perhaps the dragonfly was part of some plan, to bring a message to a little child, all those years ago. If so, all I can say to my God, is: "Message received and understood." I have tried to assuage some of the guilt, we all must feel, for our inhumanity to man and beast alike. And, with the support of all people of compassionate and loving heart, I shall go on trying until the end. And the end ... will be the beginning?"
~ Jane Goodall




sonnet 116: let me not to the marriage of true minds

By William Shakespeare
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O, no; it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests, and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
     If this be error and upon me proved,
     I never writ, nor no man ever loved.



you died 37 years ago, how is that possible.
i am grateful you are my mother.
i have always felt your guardian spirit watching over me.
oh how i miss you!
always wonder what my life would feel like if you were still in it ...
today when i danced to Astral Weeks, you were there.
thank you.
i love you.


who is mary ellen mark:

Mary Ellen Mark
March 20, 1940 - May 25, 2015
"You could not be around Mary Ellen and not learn how to see things as she saw them," said American novelist John Irving
As an entire industry now mourns Mark’s death, come winter her absence will, for many, take on another form. Every year, she would invite friends and strangers alike with their dogs for her legendary canine Christmas parties. “People lined up to have her photograph their dogs and to witness her enthusiasm behind the lens,” said Laub. “She loved dogs the way she loved the people she photographed. She brought out the humanity in all.”




I saw this performance last night.
Highly recommend ...
An amazing meditation of sight, sound and spirit.