I always carried my emergency dime.
In the 1920’s a shy little girl named Ruth Hann
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Who The Hell Is Marissa Dodge?
Raised on the rocky shores of Lake Superior by a pair of raving music, literature, and art lovers, I was deeply steeped in several types of musical tea - jazz being the strongest of the brews - from the womb on. It was evident that I would never Dodge my destiny or my progressive genes; so I gave up my career as a dancer, followed my mother’s stellar illustration and became a “lifer,” or lifelong musician. For the record, my two musical…
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"Hope is the thing with feathers." ~ Emily Dickinson
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Never tell an Indian how to start a fire.
Indians have been starting fires for a long time.
They’ve always had to stay warm and watchful.
From the prairies to the Pueblos,
setting fires of protection and protest,
fires of inspiration, revolution, survival.
Fires in their bellies and their spirits.
Funeral pyres and pow-wows,
pipe smoke, and drums with fiery rhythms.
They know how…
The Shaman's in the Amazon,
the Dali Lama's in the Bahamas.
One monk is in the monkey house
the other in the mountains.
Got gurus in the garage,
Mahatma’s got his ma-hat-on.
The Maharishi’s in the sushi,
Yogi's eating yogurt in the Yucatan.
Krishna’s in the kitchen
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Vibe-rant yellow boots and silver leaf bag suits,
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I’m up, with my ear to the universe again
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