Mysteries of Movement


I’m embracing brevity this evening. I hope you are well, coping with all the chaos of the world right now. I hope you’re engaging in self-care; whatever that means for you. Hang in there. We’ve got a new president and vice-president coming soon, not to mention a new administration. We’ve also got a lot of turmoil and a lot of healing that needs to happen. It will take time, but I trust Wednesday’s inauguration will be the first step in the right direction.

There is one thing we can always rely on the; the intelligence of the body. My body needs to rest, to uncoil, to come into quiet in nature. My body needs to dance, to move gently and with awareness. My body seeks joy, and delight, and the pleasure of your company in the zoom room tomorrow. Let’s bask in the warm glow of this community tomorrow morning. I can’t wait to see you there!

Speaking of things like joy and delight and pleasure: all three elements come gloriously into play as I tell you that Jennifer Burner will guide us tomorrow morning. . . .. with her music, her wisdom, her presence.


And here’s a lovely little Mary Oliver poem for you.

Mysteries, Yes

Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous to be understood.

How grass can be nourishing in the mouths of the lambs. How rivers and stones are forever in allegiance with gravity while we ourselves dream of rising. How two hands touch and the bonds will never be broken. How people come, from delight or the scars of damage, to the comfort of a poem.

Let me keep my distance, always, from those who think they have the answers.

Let me keep company always with those who say "Look!" and laugh in astonishment, and bow their heads.

~ Mary Oliver ~

There’s much to be said right now with regard to the company we keep and who’s “side” we’re on. May we, each of us, “keep company always with those who say ‘look!’ and laugh in astonishment, and bow their heads.” Yes, oh, yes! Yes, wonder and humility are always a good mix.

Sending love,


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