A flower is what comes up from the earth and makes new things burst into now from the past so that the future can come to be.
Category Archives: Minoan
Agranona’s Music
I am standing in the cool air of the evening with my feet on the stone of the entryway. The night is full of the smell of winter and I can hear only my breath and the breath of my sisters around me. We have been dancing for so long that I no longer rememberContinue reading “Agranona’s Music”
Iyano’s Midwinter Morning
We stand in the still moment when the darkness is letting go. Around us we can hear the heavy, tired breathing of the dancers who have brought this time into our lives. They have been embracing the sky for three days and nights to prepare the way for what and who we are here toContinue reading “Iyano’s Midwinter Morning”
