PASSING THOUGHT: It's a wistful, dreaming kind of night...
— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) August 20, 2021
So wish we could have danced together...but we will...
'Raise a tent of shelter now,
though every thread is torn
Dance me to the end of love...'
Leonard Cohen's voice stirs the emotions...https://t.co/4N7UieMV06
'Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) August 20, 2021
Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love...'
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Welcome to 2020 (and beyond we hope)...the year the world overturned with covid-19. This blog is intended to be an insight into my experiences this year - being wary of infection, but learning to live - see, think, wonder - differently. If you choose to comment, be supportive please. Thank you. Be safe. Namaste.