Look and Listen #27: The Healing Dance of Sevil Kara
Sevil Kara is a Kurdish Sufi Dancer living in Geneva. In her travels to Turkey, Morocco and India she has learned much about her heritage and her commitment to her internal …
Sevil Kara is a Kurdish Sufi Dancer living in Geneva. In her travels to Turkey, Morocco and India she has learned much about her heritage and her commitment to her internal …
A man craves ultimate truths. Every mortal mind, I think, is that way. But what is ultimate truth? It’s the end of the road, where there is no more mystery, …
Through her voice I saw a free woman, down on her land, a woman who knew how to kill her own chickens, hunt her own possum, cut her own cotton, …
“It has been a long trip,” said Milo, climbing onto the couch where the princesses sat; “but we would have been here much sooner if I hadn’t made so many …
By the time it came to the edge of the Forest, the stream had grown up, so that it was almost a river, and, being grown-up, it did not run …
Everybody has a geography that can be used for change. That is why we travel to far off places. Whether we know it or not we need to renew ourselves …
There was no desire in him for a state or condition, no picture in his mind of the thing to be when he had followed his longing; but only a …
All that night he thought like boomerangs fly: an idea would shoot way off into the distance, all the way to a caravan in Hollywood and, for a moment, when …
Every spirit passing through the world fingers the tangible and mars the mutable and finally has come to look and not to buy. So shoes are worn and hassocks are …
“Farewell,” they cried, “Wherever you fare till your eyries receive you at the journey’s end!” That is the polite thing to say among eagles. “May the wind under your wings …
