Will You Dance?

This resonated with me most:

“When was the last time you danced for me?” I don’t think the question was so much about the dancing. The question was more, “When was the last time you simply cut loose and worshiped me so fearlessly?” Have I become so focused on the world around me that my expressions, my nature has become guarded?” ❤


Read: Isaiah 62:6-65:25, Philippians 2:19-3:3, Psalm 73:1-28, Proverbs 24:13-14

In all their suffering he also suffered, and he personally rescued them. In his love and mercy he redeemed them. He lifted them up and carried them through all the years. (Isaiah 63:9)

Yet I still belong to you; you hold my right hand. You guide me with your counsel, leading me to a glorious destiny. (Psalm 73:23-24)


Relate: Twice yesterday I saw a beautiful thing. Both times was in a fairly crowded restaurant with quite a few people at tables and booths eating their dinners. The first time, from a three year old was fairly expected. Her family was done and getting up to leave. This little girl walked to the booth next to her and struck up a conversation with the elderly couple there. They said something that caused her to show off her dancing and she had no fear doing it. Wiggling her butt, raising up those arms…

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This Holy Dance, Goddess Speaks

If he comes to you,go to him. If he draws away, draw back. Respond accordingly. Match; do not outpace. This is the Holy Dance.


Train him gently into recognizing that he’ll only get as much as he puts in. These are the ways of womanly knowing.

Richmond Ballet image


Secret Falling

Secret Falling, 1

hide and seek
ninja pirouettes
silent, tender pas de deux
smiling, quiet understandings.


© Jeanette C. Patindol

September 21, 2012

photo via chicagonow.com

Secret Falling, 2

I dreamt of you again

For the fourth time since that earthquake

Eight months ago.


They say that when you dream of someone,
Even if you haven’t been consciously thinking about them –

They have been consciously thinking about you.


Have you been thinking about me?

Are they tender thoughts

Like my tender dreams, too?


The earth is still quaking, you know.

Nothing is as it appears.


© Jeanette C. Patindol

October 25, 2012

photo via just-mygoal.blogspot.com


Secret Falling, 3

It’s 4am again

and my first thought is you

when my last thought was you

Morning, noon, night

Dusk, or dawn

There is you.



In the silences,

more than in the babble,

I feel you.

Yet we must speak

if only to fill up the social spaces

and we succeed at being funny

while feigning casual acquaintance

or businesslike efficiency.



So, sometimes, I wonder

which is more real –

the silences

or the social spaces?



You are so near

yet still so far.


© Jeanette C. Patindol

December 22, 2012

photo via gozamos.com

Secret Falling , 4

without words

you and i

hearts racing

ninjas dancing



© Jeanette C. Patindol

January 8, 2013 tweet

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