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 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.


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.

Short and oh so sweet.

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

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