Dance Therapy and the Art of Living


So do you think you can dance! If yes, Shake it harder 🙂

Oh, the Places You'll Go!

Lately, the world has been telling me to dance.

It started with the Sufi night at Shah Jamal, which is the tomb of Sufi Saint Baba Shah Jamal. This was trance dance and for me a mostly spectator sport. Every Thursday evening a combination of drumming, hashish smoke and spin dancing Sufis (plus many sweaty men and their accumulated body odor) fill the tiny tomb. Our small party sat on the marble floor on what appeared to be either the roof or just an open, upper platform to witness the drum and dance duo. It was intense! The drumming didn’t really ever appear to begin or end but instead rose and fell in waves that tumbled over one another – when you think it’s ending, it’s beginning or somewhere in the middle, and soon your lost in sounds, which I suppose may be the whole point.  Then the Sufis begin to dance…

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Color


Colors. I apparently thought of putting something different in here. The color that longed me to sleep nearby the walls that I decorated. So its here. I ran my eyes through all the pictures. However, I got the idea of Blue. Blue is one of my favorite colors. Though there are all sort of colors... Continue Reading →

Mother Love


I believe in love at first sight, Because I love my mom since I opened my eyes.

Weekly Photo Challenge: A Day in My Life


A Day in My Life. Another multi-photo challenge! Make sure you include picture captions to explain to people what they’re seeing, and experiment with the tiled galleries I love so much.  What does your day look like? Here’s your chance to share with everyone a day in your life! Here are some suggestions to get started: snap a... Continue Reading →

Last Christmas


Ain’t it the last Christmas We kissed for the first time. Seeing the lights shimmer on your eyes, A million dollar smile on a plastered face, Delighted me seen in you And that lustful stare sends shiver down my spine. Ain’t it the last Christmas We kissed for the first time.    ♦ A fine... Continue Reading →

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