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self-hate as motivation

Self-hate as motivation has never worked, for me.  For anything, that I can recall. I made a video of myself dancing, which I’d never done before.  It was partially in response to a youtube troll saying something mean to me about my body.  When I read his mean comment, I thought of some snappy comebacks… Read More »

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how to love your tummy

I used to hate my tummy, back when I thought being fat was bad.  I believed I had a responsibility to try to thin myself, and I carried a ton of shame.  Now that I know weight doesn’t determine health, and health doesn’t determine value, I love my tummy.  What a good tummy I have! … Read More »

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getting old

“Is that too great a burden to bury?” I asked Ming.  Then I laughed and laughed.  Getting old is wild. On Saturday, a friend I hadn’t seen in more than a year asked, “Why is your hair turning gray?”  I love being 44, who I am, my age, and all I’ve been through, to get… Read More »

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dancing in the streets

“You wanna hear this book with me?” I asked Ming.  I’m reading a book Dancing in the Streets with my friend up in Canada. She’s reading it for a class, and knows the subject matter interests me.  It was sweet, she invited me to be her book buddy! The book is about group ecstatic states–Dancing… Read More »

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invisible

“Example cats,” I said.  I was thinking about making cat sculptures / toys of cats I’ve loved.  The now invisible made visible. “Is that like thunder cats?” Ming asked. “Thunder cats–I know what you’re talking about.  A cartoon–they were like cats, but like people, in these colorful space suits?  Did they have a ring?  Or… Read More »

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dance

Hey, I was thinking about dance.  That video I made and shared, about ecstatic dance, was a good experience for me.  I like finding new ways to communicate my truths.  I got some appreciative responses. Ecstatic dance is free, spontaneous dance anarchy.  As for regular dances, I wish there was a traditional dance of my… Read More »

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ecstatic dance as embodied healing

I made a video about ecstatic dance as embodied healing, what it is, how it helps me.  I posted it on youtube.  Maybe you would like to learn why ecstatic dance is so important to me. Here’s the blurb I wrote to summarize. Ecstatic dance is my favorite embodied healing modality. It helps me love… Read More »

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fast blood

Hey, I was ecstatic dancing outside to my youtube dance playlist.  I was wearing no shirt–I wore a sports bra.  It’s ok to exercise, wearing a sports bra, so I hear.  But I never did it before.  I walked outside in a skirt and bra, which I had never done before.  Felt vulnerable and slightly… Read More »

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sports

  Sports mean nothing to me, nowadays.  I like movement, but not competition.  But I’m thinking what sports meant to me, before. dance My mom sent me to jazzercise when I was a little kid.  Does this still exist?  Wow, it still does exist!  https://www.jazzercise.com I liked dancing to peppy music on a mat.   The… Read More »

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more ecstatic dance

Sunday I danced more ecstatic dance.  I went the whole hour this time, and I felt I could go for another couple hours.  A little foot pain, but my knees are great!  I dance on a mat, a squishy mat.  Smart, eh. Then I played my favorite song to dance to, on my own.  It… Read More »