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Morning Carries Bravery in Her Basket


I love morning. Anticipation… Inventory… Bravery… Morning carries bravery in her basket.

There are barb prongs uprooted from my skin… Layers of caging removed… Disillusions soothed… Saved in a rattling tin can, for the days when I need proof.

Someone said I couldn’t feel light on my cheeks, because I’m bad, because I’m wrong, because I’m weak. Spirit penitentiary has rules that change with each move we make. Victory only comes in discarding the need to stake.

What if there is no sun in my soul? I hold my breath… What if they’re correct? I open the door in spite of them, in spite of myself, and step forward into delicious white… blessed.

At last I’m free, outside my cell. But still I stay close, feeling dirt under my bouncing frame. If I could take my captors with me, no magnet would remain.

All of me dances… even my face… even my hair. Feet drum. Stamping silent cries. Defusing the mirage. I submit to a cadence my soul has always known, banishing the demons back to their home.

Most of my scars are beauty marks now, others are infected… Iron slivers, bits of wood, bloody shards yet rejected.

“One day soon, happiness won’t feel so rebellious,” she whispers… “Each fragment will know that self-love is not self-ish.”

“How does freedom feel?”, probes Mother Earth. I want to answer her with a 24-carat glimmer in my voice, and so I search.

I close my eyes and I see: A transgressed limp…  Trombones crying… Transitory cacophony… And I’m inhaling and exhaling… And the shine is not in my voice, but in my tearing eyes, and I say:  “I’ll have to get back to you on that; all I can do today is dance”.

Squeeze hugs and hopes that you are dancing too! Annie, at Biocadence.

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New Years Dreams and Visions


I have a dear friend I met at work 7-8 years ago. Having worked 11, 12… 13 hour days together, we have fierce mutual respect, and many fun memories to giggle about. Years later, we have something else in common: we often gasp at the same wonders.

For my birthday, it was quite natural for her to join me in writing lyrics late into the night. We cackled, guffawed, and “oohed” and “ahhhed”. We sang, and cackled some more. For her birthday, I joined her in a full-day meditation retreat at the East Bay Meditation Center: “Dream, Believe, and Soar”. Spring Washam was our guide. Her gentle spirit and solid intentions are apparent at first introduction, and reinforced through a day of conscious story-telling, progress-crafting, and meditating. She speaks with clarity and generously offers effervescent joy for life. The experience made me feel like it was my birthday again. What an energizing day!

The retreat began with a focus on joyful moments in childhood, moved into exploration of fear in the early afternoon, and honed in on dreams, visions, and leap-taking in the late afternoon. Meditations were interspersed amongst writing exercises and group discussions. As I read through what I’d written during the retreat, I decided to share my vision via Biocadence. I encourage everyone to take 20 minutes to write your own visions for the future! The New Year is such a great time to set intentions, and craft images for what can be.

My Vision

My space is sparse, clean and crisp. I have given many belongings away. Those that I’ve kept have a purpose and a place.

Yoga Meditation. Iguazu Falls, Argentina.

Yoga Meditation. Iguazu Falls, Argentina.

My first thoughts upon waking are self-affirming, life-welcoming, and optimistic. I have nutrients, hydration, and my practice of conscious-lifestyle-design.

I am always planning a trip abroad, to explore and write about distinct cultures and how they relate to behavioral change, sustainability, and global conflict.

Nahuel Huapi. Patagonia, Argentina.

Nahuel Huapi. Patagonia, Argentina.

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I write in the morning, exercise, meditate, then clean, cook, network, and play in the afternoon.

Wall Art Explorations. Buenos Aires, Argentina.

Wall Art Explorations. Buenos Aires, Argentina.

I have a child. My efforts include constant consideration of alleviating my husband’s workload, such that he can know our child well.

I have boundaries. I am as safe as is possible in human form. I understand that I do not need to tolerate unnecessary pain, to prove that I’ve earned the reward of life. I offer love and compassion to all, in my understanding of our inter-connectedness.

Quiet Meditation. Iguazu Falls, Argentina.

Quiet Meditation. Iguazu Falls, Argentina.

I have fears, sure, as I am human. I explore my fears, and define their sources. I know what and who I’m afraid of, allowing me to manage risk, and progress without paralysis-inducing traffic jams of mind/body.

I do not only survive. I survive and I thrive. I honor the map that has guided me to relief and wisdom. I share my map openly, to help other survivors write their own maps.

Iguazu Falls, Argentina.

Iguazu Falls, Argentina.

My journey is never finished; the mystery of my future fuels me to continue with curiosity, awe and wonder. I am homesick… oh, such a sweet response to being human. It drives me to do everything I can to make human existence more like heavenly existence.

Thanks for reading! Have a beautiful day! Squeeze hugs and happy visions from,

Annie at Biocadence

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