We are Star Dust Called by the Universe


Oh my gosh, my heart and soul danced with delight while I watched this. Just feel into it –

Every atom in your body
Came from a star that exploded
You are all star dust
From a star that exploded (Neil Degrasse Tyson)

Imagine if we all re-membered our beginnings as stardust, if we all could connect with that divine spark from over 14 Billion years ago, if we could  see the magnificance of the universe contained within each of us. Imagine.

Find more: http://symphonyofscience.com/

Skeleton Woman


“She had done something of which her father disapproved, although no one remembered what it was. But her father had dragged her to the cliffs and thrown her over and into the sea.”

Three words from the opening lines of the story Skeleton Woman haunted me all night and into today. Last night I saw a wonderful dance performance, that brought the story of Skeleton Woman to life.

No one remembered. No one.

No one remembered.

And there she lay, in a bay where no one fished. They had forgotten why they didn’t fish there.

No one remembered.

What to I do, that I have forgotten why I do it. What have I abandoned, thrown over a cliff and forgotten why? What parts of me need to be reclaimed from the sea? What parts of me needs to be untangled, warmed by the fire and brought back to life, to dance the dance of life again?

These questions are asking me to live them into life.

What have you forgotten? What needs to be re-membered?

What has our culture forgotten? What needs to be re-membered? What needs to be brought up from under the sea so that we may dance the life we were meant to live?

An insider look at the Montreal Student Protests

I haven’t really known what to think about the student protests in Montreal.  Montreal is a city I loved to visit, when I lived in Ottawa, I felt like I was taking a weekend trip to Europe. But, living in Western Canada, understanding the mood and feeling on the streets of Montreal would be a stretch.  I had only heard of the tear gas and arrests, and the complaints about the noise on the streets. Until I came across this video and article  – the author and videographer show that joyful protest builds community, builds power, builds love and connection.

An Open Letter to the Mainstream English Media:

By @TranslateErable |  May 25 2012 | Originally posted on Translating the printemps érable

Thank you; you are a little late to the party, and you are still missing the mark a lot of the time, but in the past few days, you have published some not entirely terrible articles and op-eds about what’s happening in Quebec right now. Welcome to our movement.

Some of you have even started mentioning that when people are rounded up and arrested each night, they aren’t all criminals or rioters. Some of you have admitted that perhaps limiting our freedom of speech and assembly is going a little bit too far. Some of you are no longer publishing lies about the popular support that you seemed to think our government had. Not all of you, mind you, but some of you are waking up.

That said, here is what I have not seen you publish yet: stories about joy; about togetherness; about collaboration; about solidarity. You write about our anger, and yes, we are angry. We are angry at our government, at our police and at you. But none of you are succeeding in conveying what it feels like when you walk down the streets of Montreal right now, which is, for me at least, an overwhelming sense of joy and togetherness.