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Bellydance, Anarchy and Prayer...OH MY?!?!

Last night my troupe and I danced at a ridiculously awesome Hafla hosted by Tribalbellies studio. Hipnosis opened the show and we (Tribal Spirit) closed the first half. Unmata was the headliner and well, I couldn't possibly explain their awesomeness so just take a peak here to have a look see. To say it was an amazing show would be such an understatement. Once we get the videos up I will try and share them here with you. I can't even begin to explain to you the mad love I have for my tribal sisters, let's just say they remind me to not take myself so damn seriously and they keep a very silly smile on my face and dance in my step.

This morning, I stumbled upon a anarchist youtube channel. (!?) You know how that goes, you click on and this that leads to that, then all of a sudden I am on some anarchist youtube channel. I thought to myself, "Well some of my best beloved and dearest to my heart are anarchists so why don't I have myself a listen." I'll tell you what, I found I liked a lot of what I heard, many thought of which I have thought (surprisingly??) for many years. Other things, well... not so much. Regardless, the thoughts that resonated with me, I enjoyed. One such quote I thought I would share with you all: "Women go to work to have an income because you can tax that (but) you can't tax staying at home...not only do women not get to raise their children but the money that they generate is used to sell their children's future...if that doesn't outrage you if that doesn't make you look in the mirror and change your ways then you are lost beyond hope." ~Stefan Molyneux Isn't that brilliance! Take it for what it's worth, you don't have to agree with the source or his philosophies, but facts are facts and what he is saying here is true.


This afternoon I read this article . It is about Jews, Muslims and Christians all joining together to pray for the drought conditions in a valley near Yerushalayim. I was really excited when I saw it and eagerly read the post, only to end up being disappointed when I discovered that although they were all there at the same time, they did not actually pray together as a unified group. Each group prayed separately and on their own. I am happy that at least this seems like a step in the right direction, but saddened because it still feels like a matter of 'so close and yet still so far.' :::sigh:::

RABBI MENACHEM Froman joins in prayers to end the

Anyway, that has been my weekend thus far. Now to venture off on more domestic matters and adventures to see what I discover next!


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