When I fleshtalk about my bodyflesh which brings to mindflesh organismic waves of fleshbeingspirit, my tendency, at least years ago, was to assert mental control over all of me in whatever way possible. Knowing, I was taught, occurs through rumination and cogitation, mental activity, the matter of my body – or any body – abstracted into tidy bits of information that can be arranged and ordered into fathomable categories. This way of thinking compartmentalizes us into body, spirit, and mind. Mind is the most reliable, the others fickle and worse. Best that we ignore, even denigrate them. Those guided by body Continue reading
I’m headed to the Midwest in a few weeks to teach Writing From the Body and Contact Improvisation and to read from my works. Join me in Minneapolis MN and Viroqua WI!
April 9 at 514 Studios, Minneapolis MN
Contact Improvisation Workshop
April 13 with Body Cartography Project, Cowles Center for the Performing Arts, Minneapolis MN
Writing From the Body Class in Minneapolis
An Afternoon Writing From the Body Class
April 14, 2015 1:30-4:30
The Loft Literary Center
1011 S. Washington Ave.
Minneapolis MN 55415
Register with the Loft
Writing From the Body Retreat in Viroqua WI
Nature Nooks Retreat, a Conference Center and Nature Reserve
April 17 and 18, 2015
S4878 Cty. Rd. S
Viroqua, WI 54665
$140 for 2 days, $80 for 1 day; $25 deposit; Register with me.
On-site cabins are available on a first-come, first-serve basis. Reserve through Nature Nooks. Or find a place nearby in Viroqua.
April 16: Come a day early to enjoy the beautiful environment and receive a Healing Touch/Reiki session or an individualized writing consult ($60)
The National Book Award committee recognized what many readers have known for years. Ursula Le Guin rocks as a top notch writer. A national treasure and visionary, she writes with an original and forceful imagination. She cares about creative freedom and knows how culturally important it is. In her National Book Award Continue reading
A 30 foot tall tree fell across my yard after an intense wind storm recently. No more shade. No more home for birds, squirrels, and insects. As its broken branches stretch over dirt and leaves wilt, I mourn this once reliant neighbor. All things change, I am reminded. The challenge is to find opportunity and uplift with every shift, regardless of an initial appearance as a welcome event or not.