Sunday, March 09, 2003

Turning...

… last night of transition, tomorrow begins something brand new. listening to a bunch of my old acoustic favs (joni mitchell, dar williams, cheryl wheeler, christine lavin) and reading some more Rumi:

A secret turning in us
makes the universe turn.
Head unaware of feet,
and feet head. Neither cares.
They keep turning

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Dance, when you’re broken open.
Dance, if you’ve torn the bandage off.
Dance in the middle of the fighting.
Dance in your blood.
Dance, when you’re perfectly free.

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