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The Other Dancer

(Welp, I’ve been pretty pants at updates for a while, haven’t I? Let’s fix that.)

Today’s service involved a sextet of dancers.

As I watched them perform, I was particularly drawn to watching one of them, whose brow was slightly furrowed with intense concentration as she paced out the steps on bandage-wrapped feet. Hers were not the poised toe-points of the younger women who seemed to have trained in ballet; keeping going was a matter of concentration and deliberate choice, rather than easy stage smiles and perfect arcs of arms. More than once, she pirouetted the wrong way, or otherwise fumbled, in small ways, the steps. I could see her watching the dancer in front of her, to check her timing, her flow, to correct for her lack of fluency.

And there she was, nonetheless, dancing. Part of the troupe.

There were times when she knew all the moves perfectly, flowed and danced with them, never quite as limber, but still clearly skilled; there were times when she was awkward.

And she danced.

If I danced, I would be like that woman, rather than the most skilled of her troupe. I saw in her moments of fumbling echoes of my own awkwardness with coordination, my likely autistic motor confusion. I leap more like a kangaroo than a gazelle.

And she danced.

She danced, in much the way that I do not dance.

Writing a Thing

Doesn’t really count as either “Sunday Reflection” or “Wolf-Work” but I’m gonna tag ’em in anyway: two Sundays ago the student minister gave her first sermon, which included a comment about evangelical universalism as a concept. Which gave me the opportunity to introduce someone else to Thiess of Kaltenbrun and the werewolves as those who […]

A Hope In Hell

[ This is another in a sequence of wolf-work posts and I have no idea how much sense it will make if you aren’t familiar with the rest of the tag. Be warned. Or read the tag. ]

I’ve been learning an awful lot about the techniques of the devil’s sorcerors.

It’s a lot to […]

We Talk Shop

This weekend, I attended a talk by Judika Illes, author of, among other things, The Element Encyclopedia of 5,000 Spells. The thing that sticks in my mind about it was not the core topic – the history of African Diasporic spiritual and magical practice – but something that was almost a side point.

When practitioners […]

Awareness

Figured I’d write something for “autism awareness month”.

Content warning: Third Reich; murder of disabled children.

Putting in a cut out of kindness. I wish my brain had cut tags sometimes.

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