Teardrops form
in the castles of my mind.

Yesterday is a broken icicle
and tomorrow -

the ice cube tray not yet set.
This moment is a pulsing crystal

turning in a perfect heartbeat.
I will myself to feel,

to slow to hear its thunder
and step surely into its rhythm.

I am going dancing tonight. I am in a small town in the Kootenay mountains. The air here is pure, and I am with old friends. My travel plans have been shifting more quickly than ever, and I know that dancing tonight is more important than anything else right now. It has been a long time since I have danced with friends. It will ground me more surely than anything else can. Dancing lets the soul express, dancing carries one to the heartbeat of creation. It sounds in my heart, and is the compass that leads me on the right path that at times appears elusive. I believe to express one’s heart with passion is the most powerful and most loving thing we can do - for ourselves, for others and for all creation.

During times like this, when I pack up by bags and leave for a new place, not knowing what I will find or how I will arrive there, I pause to savor the magic of the moment. A kaleidoscope of unborn dreams is waiting to spill, radiant, into the space of this good-bye. This is our now, our world in a shifting dance that is opening up, inviting your ever growing soul to play in.