This is the story of how a front porch portrait session in the middle of a pandemic leads to a David Bowie Labyrinth Dance Party.
As the crowdfunding campaign for this project drew to a close, I allowed spirit to be my guide. This short video, introducing the Touchstone of Spirit, was recorded last January, and I shiver to think of everything that has transpired since then.
Majda has taught me about the sacred and the sacrifice. Driving up to a mountain retreat, the Harvest Moon nestled into the valleys between the peaks like an exclamation point, we wrestled with conceptions around time, space, and our own bodies.
A hug from Jaia is a thing of wonder. She waits, listens, heart-to-heart, until your breathing begins to synchronize. She invites you to be present in the moment, with another human being, with yourself.
At Burning Man in 2017, I found myself reading tarot cards as a part of Circus Combustus. Our camp sat next to the Esplanade, the main inner road that rings the temporary city in the middle of Nevada's Black Rock Desert.
Teejei is designing the most amazing sigils to accompany each of the seven Touchstones of the book: Desire, Presence, Balance, Circle, Compassion, Spirit, and Integration. And by supporting the project, you can select some of them to be printed onto clear, die-cut stickers.
When The Enrichment Project began to stretch into its third year, I felt like I'd been dropped into a giant maze. Much later, I select Touchstones to represent what I was learning from the Enrichment Project.
When it comes to introducing the women who make up this Enrichment Circle, Teejei is the logical first choice
Several days before Halloween, which is a delightful way to begin a story, I received a question. Onça’s message asked why I believed that we, as a subculture of dancers, have felt drawn to incorporating a womanly sacredness into our lives. And the question cut to the heart of the maze of words I’ve been walking lately.
The transience of turning leaves skins shed to scatter yellow blazed down to embers then to nothing but a maple-line blue slate Maple-Lines