Steppin Back

FrugI’ve tried to complete my post El Dorado — Part II for almost three weeks and each time something happens. Tonight I throw up my hands and bow to Murphy (of Murphy’s Law and fame), but I do not do so in complete defeat. No, I concede to him laughing in his face. I’m feeling nostalgic! I am going back to my childhood and adolescence with my family… my DANCING family, my Mom’s stereo playing a few of these tunes throughout the house, and over the holidays with all my fantastic dancing cousins! Yes Mr. Murphy, now try to play my game! I wonder, do you dance as well as you make pandemonium? Hah-hah, try to keep up you bumbling idiot.

Hopefully in the next few days I will have shaken Murphy and his tricks and finally be done with my next post. If not, then you may be tortured again with my musical walk back in time. Do you really want that?

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 Live Well — Love Much — Laugh Often — Learn Always

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To Fuse Endlessly

I usually blog every four to five days.  Not this time.  Yesterday “Abundance Without” and again now; I am unusually energized and moved.  I must share!  I must express through motion…e-motion!  Connecting to the fabrics of life: seeing, tasting, hearing and feeling — for me through music…I dance — touching someone you connect with, smelling each other’s pheromones, reacting to all their senses and movements…blending, combining, following, melting, merging…fusing.  Listening with eyes closed…I am ALIVE, moving, synchronized with these words and rhythm, and it is so good.  My soul lifts, swelling into everything around me.

Come with me, follow… “lie next to me”…and come what may:

Kathy’s Song (VNV Victoria remix) by Apoptygma Berserk:

Oh my love, it’s time
You know how it feels
You read between the lines
You know me better than I do
I lost again, my friend
You know I’m not a saint
You knew it all this time
Still you’ve been waiting for me…

Oh my love, it’s time
You know how it feels
You read between the lines

And know me better than I do
I’m lost again my friend
You know I’m not a saint
You’ve known it all this time
Still you’ve been waiting for me…

Come lie
next to me.

Know why,
you and me are one.

(repeat twice)

(Please) Come lie
next to me.

No lies,
you and me are one.

You know I’m not a saint…

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Live Laugh Love

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Rhythms

There is perhaps no other auditory rhythm or pulse that reaches me as deep as music and its beat.  The connection I feel, the alluring sound just captivates my senses like a euphoric drug!  It is and has been my drug-of-choice for some thirty-five plus years.  And then descending from a long line of family who religiously dance… it is no wonder why I spend hours upon hours on the dance floor.  As I write this post I am listening to one of my favorite DJ’s in Dallas:  Per, who is a regular at The Church.  Like Per, I too am moved by Synth-Pop or Future-Pop, a European industrial-electronic-trance genre.  Here is one of his sets he played at The Church:

I’ve had technical issues with the SoundCloud player so if it isn’t loading up, click here to go to Per’s set.

The ChurchHave you ever danced so much and for so long that by 4 or 5 a.m. you are so exhausted that seconds after you sit or lay down you just slip into a deep slumber?  If not, then I highly recommend you do it.  It is like the deepest restful sleep you’ve possibly ever had.  You lay there knowing you have been rebalanced, reconnected with Earth and the Multiverse.  Not only do you “return home” but, it is a fantastic cardio workout!  Something I’ve quoted before deserves repeating:

Here is the mystery: If the rhythm is right, if the translation between inner mood and the drum membrane are perfect, then you know it instantly. “Ah, this goes with my body tempo, this connects how I feel today, how fast my heart is beating, what my thoughts are, what my hands feel like.”

When the rhythm is right you feel it with all your senses, every corner of your soul and being. You don’t fight it, but instead allow yourself to be propelled and consumed by its insistent yet familiar feeling.  All sense of the present moment disappears, the normal categories of time become meaningless.

We live on a planet of rhythm and time.  A planet that completes its cycle around the sun every 365 days, with a moon that cycles around us every 28 days, and we rotate around our own axis every 24 hours.  These cosmic cycles and our bodily ones, all connected to the circadian dance of day and night.  The mystery of rhythm and time found for a moment in the soul’s drum.  When it is right, you feel it with all your senses, every thread of your being.  It is the ‘sweet spot’ of connection.

Let your soul and body be carried away with the rhythm; feel it…drift, move.  You will not regret it.  No matter what anyone thinks, it is natural, it is genetic.  Dance together as partners or dance solo.  It makes no difference.  Just connect.  Let the rhythm take over, close your eyes, and move, dance like no one is watching.

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Live Laugh Love

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