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Ansisters Event August 2005

patterns

Detail from the performance 'Patterns Outside My Head' by Janine Lewis, Rantebeng Makapan and Bonisile Nxumalo. As part of the FACE Ansisters 2005 event, Constitution Hill, Johannesburg.

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LALI SHER
011 6466261


Need help with writing and publishing? Contact Lali Sher.

"Well behaved women ... rarely make History!"
Cilla

GRANDMOTHER'S STORIES AND WISDOM

Lali Sher is compiling a book with grandmother-stories and wisdom. If you are interested in contributing to this project, please contact her at: or 011 6466261. These have to be sent to her before end May 2006. Below is some information to guide you on what she is looking for.

Women on the Edge
Come out of the cupboard
Possible themes

Women on the Edge

Would you like to tell your story?
We are looking for poems, short stories, fragments.
Choose from a list of themes on the following pages.
A book will be published.
Written by - South African Women of the World.

Writers are welcome to choose one word, or a number of words or phrases, and weave their stories around that.

Awakened women come out of the cupboard

Whatever your age...
Your energy is vibrant and young,
In the fullness of your power
Your life is rich with experience!
Some of you have loved, others have lost
Women witches, woman bitches...
Women succulent with secrets.
Wild women! juicy! raunchy.

These are the women of this book.

They write openly with passion and truth
Discernment and wisdom
They are vulnerable,
deliciously sensuous.
They are wild and free.
They walk their talk

Are you one of the Women Warriors?

Say "YES!"  And send in your stories before the end of MAY 2006

Possible Themes...

Choose a theme. Here are some sparks to get you going. CHOOSE any one or many and write, write!

On the edge
6 Degrees of connection. Synchronicity. Transformation.
Soul-hunger. Healing relationships. Separation. Extreme.
Betrayed. Exile. Danger.  Shape Shifter. Medicine woman.

Living your Myth
He remains all his life a child.  Finding Honeycomb.  Love Potion. Ceremony and Ritual.  Rites of Passage.  Symbols of yourdream.   The still small voice.  Intimacy.  The First Time. Raging Bull.

What the bleep do we know? The Unconceived. Essence.
Heartspace. Your legacy. The Sweetness of Silence.

Footprints
Walking the labyrinth.  Slow Tango.  The Stamp of Anger. Where in your life did you stop dancing? Dance of life.
Mitake uye osin - we are all related
Eve? Eve Cohen?  Guardians of the culture.
The Zen of Synchronicity. Taking a Stand.
Walking the Mystical path with Practical Feet - Angeles Arrien
What¹s a foot? Voort se Ek. The next step.
If you can see the footprints ahead of you, this is not your path---you haven¹t walked yours yet - Joseph Campbell
Stepping into the void. Barefoot doctor. Hitchhikers.
Intoxicating rhythms. Grounding. Finding your feet.
Barefoot and pregnant. Off balance. Stalking wildcats.

Soul Food
Recipes. Cheesecake. Kitchen wisdom. Aphrodisiacs.
Better than chocolate. Coffee cliques
                        Lekker

Beyond enlightenment
Earthquake. Red water. Sundays. Saturday night. Honeymoon.
In the moment. Second chance. Missed opportunity.                      
All of it.  Extreme games. Revenge. Desire. Release. Flow.
Beyond fuck it.   I kiss the ground.

States of being
Grace. Orgasmic. Bliss. Angst. Ganja. Stoned. Smashed. Shock.
Pushed over the edge. Insight. Unfinished.
Leaving a trace.   Mindfulness. Futility. Innocence.
Tenderly. Chutzpah. Light. Babelas. Hectic. Zany.
Grandmother Wisdom

Magogo speaks
Legends of the Mothers
Toothless
Awaken
Medicine Woman
Drumbeat
Kunye - it is one
Wisdom of the herb

Soul in your city
Wherever you live sing about soul
Jozi Jive

It was then that the eye was like the ear and the ear like the nose, and the nose like the mouth; for they were all one and the same. The mind was in rapture, the form dissolved, and the bones and flesh all thawed away; and I did not know how the frame supported itself and what the feet were treading upon. I gave myself away to the wind, eastward or westward, like leaves of a tree. -     Lieh-tzu

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Posted 08 March 2006, www.face.org.za, authors: Lali Sher.

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