I was a whirling dervish, my feet moving faster and faster, my arms stretching effortlessly upward, hands tracing circles in the air. Every part of my body moved – hips, shoulders, head, heart. I could not help myself. The music started slowly, the band on the stage singing words I did not know. As a … More Dancing into the thin place
For the past six years I have been part of a writers’ group that meets about once every six weeks in the dining room of my condo building. It is place of honest conversation, lots of questions, tears, laughter, applause. It always feels like a sacred space to me. We choose a word, a question … More Do things happen for a reason?