December 18, 2009

Day 12 Twelve of Twelve- Experiment

On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me...

Twelve Drummers Drumming.

I have been wondering lately when I will run into Jahan Khalighi again. I (barely) met him 6 months ago on the summer solstice, at the Planetary dance. He a spoken word artist and grandson of Anna Halprin, the founder of the Tamalpa Institute. Aside from being a phenomenal spoken word artist he is also a drummer...do you see where I am going with this? I often have these experiences where I begin to think a lot about a person then unexpectedly and seemingly out of nowhere, they show back up in my life. Today at school, in his grandmothers studio, I notice myself looking out the window, watching for him, wanting to connect and find out when he will be performing again. I had not really given spoken word much of a chance until I heard him weave his words, a tapestry of love, strength and truth delivered with such conviction. I want to hear more! So this is a little experiment to see if him entering back into my consciousness means I will see him perform again soon.

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Before I go I leave you with the words of another poet, one I love so deeply for his romantic heart...oh my lovely Rumi.

“Each night the moon kisses secretly the lover who counts the stars.
-Rumi”


Short and oh so sweet.

“Do you consider yourself a romantic?” is the question in 12 days journal #250

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