Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Spinning and Balance

Seems there was a month
of significance
"this year"
a bad one and a good one!

this year...the one
I have officially titled
"My Terrible Wonderful Year"
(possibly the name of the memoir
I will be writing or Treading Water.)

The year, being April to April.
when, I was seemingly,
spinning out of control
in reckless grief...and more broken
than I could ever imagine being!
(more about this in April.)

Recognizing that when things
begin to crumble,
and the sand is washed out
from under our feet
THAT an opportunity
to reach out...
not for anyone to save you
but to grasp our own strength,
our own center...and center ourselves!

It begins with outreached hands,
for the possible,
for the new, the unexpected,
for the small flighted surprises,
to make their landing in our palms,
to see all the invisible orange ladders
waiting for us,
and the invitations to be answered
with a Yes, WHY NOT?

My life in a mirror does not resemble
the disaster I was last April,

Despite the hard work, personal inventory
and heart breaking losses
that were required to get to this
place of wonder and celebratory joy,
it seems seeds were also planted,
while not recognizing it.
Tracing their trail back to October
where four seemingly significant events
became the blooms of flowering
dreams I didn't know I had .

These are those seeds!

My love/hate relationship with it
solidified into love when it turned up
an old HS classmate, Marjorie McKeever
(hope, it's okay I mention your name M?)
Never having spoken word one back
in the seventies,
we became fast and best friends,
drastically altering one another's paths
(yes, thru the Internet,
she has her own amazing story to tell
about this.)

One way for me,
was when she saw a posted pic
of my lame attempts to
hula hoop one night at a party
a longtime Hooper herself,
she suggested Hoopnotica
I ordered one, and fell in love
then proceeded to buy them
for all my friends.
These are not your dime store
version hoops,
they are weighted for balance
and a great work out!

Before leaving for Santa Fe that month,
my paddle gals and I had
a Stand Up Paddle Board demo lesson
from John Burns of SUP Kulture.
It was an instant connection,
loved the guy, loved the sport!

While I worked and sold in SF,
an ad ran locally,
a call for unprofessional dancers
to learn the Thriller dance,
before my friend finished reading it to me
I was saying "absolutely, lets do it"
But learning it was another story,
"too hard, I suck!"
but the instructor, Marlo said
"stay, enjoy!" And I did.

(That meeting led to
discovering pilates and yoga.
Learning to breathe, bend and balance
which ignited my level of creativity,
into a firestorm of words and ideas
and nonstop energy!)

Outside of Santa Fe lies
the wondrous Taos,
Wanting to love it,
I didn't really but accidentally landed at
Mabel Dodge Luhan House
an historic place of gathering
artists and writers,
feeling their cumulative energy
still present,
and there was a labyrinth!
Where an important question
was asked and has been answered
by these last months of beginnings!

Four months later,
I am a small part of a 'dance studio?'
(Which makes me laugh!)
And the opportunity to collaborate
with someone
who knows how to live large
and inspires me
to believe in the possiblity of wild dreams.
As well as offering a place to do just that.

So I have promised myself to
become a Certified Hoop Dance
instructor thru Hoopnotica,
during the following year!
(my friends laugh when I say this
but I say, Watch!)
Its a way I can actually dance!
Seems my lack of talent is hidden
by this spinning apparatus!

Meanwhile, I purchased a paddle board
and hope to learn to hoop dance on it
as well and may be even race?
WHY not!
(and...John and Marlo, will be
doing paddle Board Pilates together,
And he and I, have plans to create
a "Paddle Wild" foundation for Cancer,
in honor of Jennifer and his father!

Open doors thru new connections...

Soon, I hope to return
to Mabel Dodge Lodge
for a writing workshop
from my favorite writer Natalie Goldberg
who just happens teach there!
And in my back yard next to
the hoop dance floor
will be a labyrinth...
it a full circle!

All these connected strings of beginnings,
friendships and possibilities,
started in October,
simply, by confirming a FB friend,
answering an ad, trying a new sport
and other things I couldn't do well,
and ending up somewhere unplanned!

My friend Marjorie calls it
Synchronistic destiny.
SD for short!
Synchronistic destiny, indeed!

So are you paying attention?
They may be happening to you as well!
Watch for the invitations, the ladders
and landings of flighted surprises.

My wobblyness now?
Only shows up
on the dance floor,
the paddle board, pilates
and inside of a hula hoop!
And I am good with that!

To all who were a part
of this adventure,
and this 'terrible wonderful' year,
those who held my hand
and those who let go...
(you know who you are.)
Thank You!

Happy to report,
I am still spinning
but now...with explosive joy!

Pam Piper Rain

Monday, March 8, 2010

Big dreams, little dreams

A wild, whirlwind
and wonderful weekend leaves me
weary, wistful,
(Okay enough with the W's)
one more...
full of wonder for what's next!

The Grand Opening of Studio Seven
wasn't only a day of free classes,
in which people of all ages
could sample the variety of classes
offered but it was a party,
and a time to dance together!
A bit of a scramble to get ready
I find myself happy that Marlo
is also a bit OTT, herself
so happily, I follow her
lead in the last minute
preparations of setting up,
light bulbs, litter, scrubbing things!

There were demonstrations
of ballroom and belly dancing,
hiphop and salsa and a room
of the smiling faces from people
who could and couldn't dance
and those who tried.
Tho, I admittedly hid behind
a table when the belly dancers grabbed
members of the audience,
and was caught doing so!

But couldn't resist
when the Thriller song
was played, seven of us present
we all looked at one another
and in a zombie like trance
we automatically moved forward
to the take our positions on
the dance floor like rats
following the Pied Piper.
Surprisingly a lot came back and tho
not as brilliant as
the Halloween performance
the crowd was pleased
and I am certain, we will have
some new bodies joining us next year!

The board was introduced,
a remarkable group of people who
know a thing or two about teamwork!
Making the evening a great success,
prizes given out, new exposure created,
passes for pilates on the paddle board
received with great excitement,
new friends coming together...
it is apparent that Studio Seven really is
a fun place to entertain the soul!

What a pleasure to watch someone
make their dream come true
and be a part of it...
knowing it is just a beginning
of the many dreams that will
take place there!
Congratulations Marlo!

Part two!
The Oscars at the movies!
I LOVE the Oscars, so much so
I used to call
my friends and wish them
Happy Oscar Sunday
and have even created a Happy Oscar card.
Silly? Yes, probably!

Why? my friend Anita, asks
me the night before!
She isn't a fan!
Why indeed?
For me it is about the stories
and how well the stories are told,
how moved and affected I am by them.
Movies are my favorite form of storytelling.
The Oscars are a celebration
of story telling at its finest!
That's why!

My dream has always been to dress up
and watch it with any
and all who love them as I do!
Tho, for the last six years, I enjoyed them
with my movie loving Phoenix gals M and J
in their big yellow chair over a great meal.
The dressing up part was missing!
And because I wouldn't be able to be with them
this year!
I was worried I'd have to watch it solo.

When I heard that the
local Movie Theatre was
having an Oscar party
to benefit the Humane Society
I was beside myself
with anticipation!
Two of my favorite guys
stepped up to escort me
to the event,
in suits and ties no less!
There was even a corsage for me
with pink hula hoops on it.
(Wow, haven't had one
of those since prom!
we didn't know how to even pin it on)
We filled out our ballots,
I carefully with research,
while they made goofy guesses
based on the names they liked. Geez!
(Guess who got more not fair!)

Although the red carpet was very short,
my only disappointment
(well, that and I didn't manage
to see Hurt Locker
and have no idea why it was better
than Avatar!)
There were ladies in heels
and pearls and boas,
men in debonair suits and tails
cocktails, pizza and free popcorn
and prizes for movie trivia during
the commercials, cheering, crying
and laughing
and fierce competition
for the most right choices
in my row, which went
to my escorts!
...everyone wanted
that year free movie pass!

Everyone left with a smile,
even tho Avatar and Blindside
lost Best Picture honors,
we knew our indulgent fun
had provided much needed funds
for the pet community.
And who doesn't love that?
Thank you Victoria and Rodger
for the brilliant idea!

(Feeling an OTT twinge
to campaign other movie theatres
to follow suit across Arizona!)

And a big thank you
to Ron and Ed for joining me,
making me feel like a star,
and sharing in my silly little Oscar dream.

So, I am thinking,
dreams really do come true
in our sometimes strange,
but lovely Lake Havasu!
Big ones... and little ones!

Pam Piper Rain

Photos by Eddorazzi