"It's all in the hips man" said Leo de Souza It's funny how something as a night out at a restaurant could be that special thing that your mind remembers... Seen above from left to right: Auntie Ted, Me and my Grandfather (on my Dad's side, Leo). When my grandfather would watch the Holla dancers on the old home movies brought back from Hawaii he would always remark "It's all in the hips man!", a fun little saying that took hold for explaining how to dance well, still to this

Once upon a time there was a twin bed tucked in tight against the wall of a tiny room set in the front of a small house with a flat roof. A warm summer breeze gently blew the sheets that hung from the curtain rods over the windows that sat within the walls creating the corner of the room. The smell of roses and peonies wafted beneath her nose as she pulled the light cotton sheet up beneath her chin awaiting the beginning of the bedtime story her grandmother was about to share

So, we all seem to have things that scare us. Some of us have a pretty good grip on it and some of us live with actual phobias. One of my things is not letting things control me. I mean things like being tied down or held or put in small areas. I can't deal with it. This fear started particularly when I got sick with my heart condition that went undiagnosed for 20 years. My brain broke and it needed answers that seemed to be unavailable as to why I felt so terrible all the ti

Remember the Memoirs of a Hairdresser when I told you about my auntie screaming in the car... Karma's a bitch. The car incident had not taken place long before this day. And let me state right now that I did not plan what happened to happen... it just did. When I was young, I did a lot of energy work with my father. We practiced visualizations etc. all the time. Doing these "practices" with him were the way I played. I did not play with dolls and I did not play normal games.