Singing Over the Bones: Love Journey: Part 2
Singing over the bones, grief and transformation…

Singing over the bones, grief and transformation…
Everyone keeps saying Happy New Year and asking me how my holidays were. I would like to say AMAZING! A BLAST! FABULOUS! But it isn’t true. For us, the 2019 holidays were back-breaking heart-breaking work. If you know me, you know how much I love the holidays. The world finally joins me in my love of sparkle and twinkle lights. I can wear my elf costume without being taken away by the men in white coats, and I can indulge…
Plan a party and let the light and laughter blast out the darkness!
The beauty of running barefoot through an apple orchard, and learning to maybe stop fighting the fire and instead enjoy its wild heat…
Maybe that’s the real fairy tale: a gentle touch and a soft song can make a sea slug dance right out of it’s spiral shell.
“I’m Miss Marci and I teach Superheroes”, with a Cookie Monster handbag on my arm.
She was the Merchant of Marvels on the Ship of Dreams, with a billowing rainbow sail in a warm starry sky and a velvet bag full of stars that she can throw out into the sky whenever she wants, and I’ll be looking up, my eyes open wide, my heart open wide, my arms open wide, ready to catch them.
Did you know belly dance has magical powers?
Everyone needs their own Martini Club