By Laura Seiler, Thursday, October 3rd, 2013
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Women at Work.
When I walked late into Joyus Groove
something focused and crucial was underway
in the primal pulse
a sea of creatures undulating
hips
and swimming arms,
knitted brows and half-closed eyes,
focused on their pleasure,
focused on their truth.
Sly grins and full-burst smiles
Breakin’ out
As rhythm changes and
Stomp the floor –1 2 3 4.
Women at Work.
Good deep work.
Sensual claiming.
Their ways.
Their own ways,
Of moving
Of feeling
Of expressing
Of being.
You could call it dancing,
but it is living the deeper rhythms of the pulse of life
that makes us who we are everyday.
And something is so glad in me
to be set free
in this sea,
to do my part
in this
Women Working.
Women my mothers age
Women younger than me
A whole glorious spectrum
This morning at the Y.
Occasionally a man swims this sea with us.
And that feels brave and important too.
But we women, we cannot stop
This truth-finding
Heals us
Gives us back patterns and pulse and ways of knowing
We’d forgotten we had and we knew.
And now we have and we know
In this musical union with ourselves all together
We are made whole
And we shine.
Women Working. Beware. Take Care. Join in if you dare.
And something luminous wild and essential
Comes to live in us
as us,
again,
and again.
Women Working.
If it aint broke don’t fix it.
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By Laura Seiler, Thursday, October 3rd, 2013.