So much to write and so little time....'tis very unfortunate. But perhaps I can catch up a bit...


I am at my favorite coffee shop for what was supposed to be an open mic night that has turned into something radically else. There are a bunch of belly dancers wandering around, mucisians are setting up... Now the music has started and there are three or four little girls up on the stage dancing in their own fashion, moved in what ever way the music wants them to... The rhythm is intoxicating, pulsing with each beat of my heart, flowing through my body. I want to learn...