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Hannah Joy

sometimes i am possessed by a Mandinkan griot

About Me

I am learning to live a little more each day, to dive into life open armed and to sing, dance , laugh, write, love my dreams into being.

“The Universe has as many different centers as there are living beings in it”Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
'human sickness is so severe that few can bear to look it , those that do will become well.'(Vernon Howard)
'The most common way people give up their power is by thinking they don't have any.'(Alice Walker)
'people will do anything no matter how absurd to stop from facing their souls' (Karl Jung)

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My Interests

CURRENT MOON lunar phases

attuning to natural rhythm

I'd like to meet:

I'd like to meet...
A puddle reflecting an alternate world, a being from another planet or universe, my self, a dryad, the green man, a rain drop, a wormhole ,a tear, an elf, a griot, a tree that i could sleep 10,000years in, a blink of an eye, a perfect sigh, the west wind, the first human, the last human, a talking jaguar, a piece of chocolate at the perfect temperature...
Also life lovers, singers, poets, writers, dreamers, artists, freedom fighters, philosophers,the ones that hold the dream together (all of us).

The arms that catch me when I fall. the voice that whispers to my soul ...
and you ....

Music:

where to begin?

Movies:

amelie, all the little animals, aliens, what the bleep do we know,gladiator,life is beautiful,the princess bride,the hairdressers husband, le haine, 50 first dates, children of men, serenity,lord of the rings trilogy, reign of fire, the shawshank redemption, the little mermaid, labyrinth,star trek movies,braveheart,shallow grave, and loads more i can't remember now

Television:

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Books:

harper lee, douglas adams, banana yoshimoto,richard bach,tolkein, peter hoeg,isabel allende,i have a tendency to read everything i lay may hands on.

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Heroes:


My heroes are you and me.
I think the most amazing thing a human being can do is be themselves wholly fully and unashamedly,
What if we lived as if we were walking universes? which we are, think about it?
People who make the journey to themselves inspire me
I admire questioners, protesters, freethinkers, lovers, mothers, fathers, the quiet ones in the background who live love.

My Blog

the limen

this is for the inbetweensthe not quitesthe obscenesthe leaving the learning the andsthe shadow the grazed knee the itch between hurt and healedthe wounded unfinished abandoned forgotten and lostthis ...
Posted by Hannah Joy on Thu, 27 Sep 2007 01:15:00 PST

the night you died

The night you died you called the boys two or three times I was at the Dog playing pool with that guy I dated, the nice guy The one you all laughed at behind his back and teased me for. Noone answe...
Posted by Hannah Joy on Mon, 24 Sep 2007 02:41:00 PST

he had a hat

He had a hat made of heaven,when he put it on the street lamps serenaded him all the way home. I used to feel the Great White Spirit Flow from his tongue even as He cursed the sun. He loved so v...
Posted by Hannah Joy on Fri, 21 Sep 2007 06:11:00 PST

the dryad and the drunks 1

i remember that dayi came in from work at 8amyou were on your kneesat the back doortalking to your dead fatheri saw him standing therei turned quietly and went upstairslater i came downyou were sober...
Posted by Hannah Joy on Tue, 18 Sep 2007 12:37:00 PST

tree dreaming

one day i shall become a treei shall sink my roots deep into the grounddown down down downand drink of the earths secretsin long thirst quenching gulps i shall pull them to my heart and make music of ...
Posted by Hannah Joy on Sun, 16 Sep 2007 03:04:00 PST

the silent coffee shop dance

She loved the pause in conversation, the moment to raise her willowy arm to the ceiling, Circle her powered wrist in steamy air. She loved the commas, the pause for breath, She would toss her hai...
Posted by Hannah Joy on Fri, 14 Sep 2007 05:13:00 PST

Rita

as a girl rita loved washing waving in the windwalking between the sheets the laundry maid she was inhaling the freshness hanging in the airwhen i met rita she was eighty plusshared a room with naught...
Posted by Hannah Joy on Wed, 12 Sep 2007 03:23:00 PST

the meadow called denial

skipping along through the plushness of indian summer meadowcollecting dreaming throwing burstfull seeds in the airpreparing for winter for the fall after the falland quite frankly just enjoying the s...
Posted by Hannah Joy on Wed, 12 Sep 2007 06:40:00 PST

somewhere back there

i already lost you somewhere back there falling through water falling through air it's all the same to me arms open hands grasping panic setting in then resignation i already married you somewhere ba...
Posted by Hannah Joy on Wed, 05 Sep 2007 05:01:00 PST

marshmallow hair

remembering marshmallow scent of your hairsmoke on your tonguepress press press of your lips naked in the  five am garden the must cloaking our skinfalling into each other at sunrisedrunk and lau...
Posted by Hannah Joy on Fri, 07 Sep 2007 02:45:00 PST