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Getting Schooled

Posted on October 26, 2014 by Rachel Lazarus

As I’ve said, I was no great dancer-especially compared to my contemporaries and the visionaries of the time: Rachel Brice, Mardi Love, Heather Stants, Mira Betz, Frederique David, Elizabeth Strong, Jill Parker, Carolena Nericcio, Princess Farhana (who had just “come … Continue reading →

Posted in Exhibitionism, Love, Life, and Family, The Mysterious Body, Uncategorized, Worldly Encounters | Tagged american tribal style, audience, being inspired, belly dance, bellydance, Blue Damsel, cage, change, dance, demons, doubt, feelings, femininity, helpless ness, hiding from others, hiding from yourself, jealousy, joy, not being good enough, support, teaching, torment, Women | Leave a comment

Goodbye Dancer.

Posted on October 19, 2014 by Rachel Lazarus

Last night I as I was sitting in the Nevada City Theater, listening to the first strains of Helm playing live, I felt the familiar pang of envy. Continue reading →

Posted in Worldly Encounters | Tagged american tribal style, belly dance, bellydance, creating a new life, dance, drive, giving up, helm, jessica pittaway, live music, madame doktor belladonna, moving on, music, passion, sage hoban, the belly hive | 9 Comments

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