Tantric Philosophy, Sex ‘Til Dawn & The Smell of Your Armpits {poem}.
On finding God in the softness inside my mouth, the deep bruise of birthmarks, the red-cheeked back of my hand, and muscles like meat before I tenderize them:
Yoga teacher and writer Julie Peters will be teaching a Creative Flow workshop on Love Letters at Highgate YYOGA in Vancouver, BC on February 5th, where you can learn how to write love letters to your lovers and your livers. More information here at YYOGA
She is also teaming up with Chris Gilpin to teach a poetry workshop on how to supercharge your originality at East Side Yoga Studio in Vancouver. More info on that here: http://eastsideyogastudio.com/studio/Events.html
She will also be in Seattle featuring at the Seattle Poetry Slam at Rebar on Tuesday February 21st, and leading two workshops on how yoga can spark your creativity and get you writing at Maya Whole Health Studios in Renton, WA, on February 24th and 25th, 2012. Come join her: no experience necessary, sharing welcome but never required.
More information on her website here: www.jcpeters.ca/news
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wow, raw sensual alive
A-freaking-mazing! Need to listen to it several more times.
oh, how I remember those kind of nights, and I pray I will rediscover them again…… soon…… (God, are you listening?) – Alexa M.
"the scent of these armpits is aroma finer than prayer" ~ whitman
Love it!
Just posted to elephant main page on facebook and Elephant Culture
Brilliant! Where is my Maru? I have the urge to pray.
Finally, honesty I can relate to. Thanks so much. You brought tears of joy to my eyes. Awesome!
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Julie, any man lucky enough to be loved by you had better hit his goddamned knees and give thanks.
Brava!!
Woah.
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