
Move me; when I dance, I'm free.

music trips across the tongue
creating ripples in the mind
the cadence moves the belly, blood,
the beat's not hard to find
the hands make shadows of space
the lights bend through the air
the smoke and sweat fills the senses
there's rhythm everywhere

I became involved in the festival family (oracle gatherings, burning man events, seattle underground) when I was around eight or nine. It is my chosen culture, where I find the most meaning and spiritual connection with a community. Feathers, frills, beats, and thrills. And love, and good food, and swank furry things. Always.


MizJade