Bonus Saturday Playlist, Two Poems, and a SuperCool Video

Crocus flower in the snowWhat a great time I had teaching this morning. There just ain’t nothing like a Saturday morning Nia class, and y’all make it juicygood! Thanks to everybody who came to play and sweat and shake our petals free! As promised, here is the playlist, the poetry of Dar Williams and Maya Angelou, and fun bonus video!

As ever, please always let me know how I can help more,
Love,
Susan

Three Planes: Push Myself Up Through the Dirt – Saturday, March 23, 2013, 9am

One Billion Rising – 5:19 – Catherine Feeny Living In The Moment – 3:55 – Jason Mraz
Survivor – 3:49 – Destiny’s Child
Free Your Mind – 4:52 – En Vogue
Stronger (What Doesn’t Kill You) – 3:42 – Kelly Clarkson
Break The Chain – 4:32 – Tena Clark
One Billion Hands – 4:05 – Lourds Lane
Dog Days Are Over – 3:41 – Florence And The Machine
Do Your Thing – 4:45 – Basement Jaxx
Proud – 4:30 – Heather Small
Spring Street – 4:52 – Dar Williams
Father I Know – 3:08 – Jamie Catto
Phenomenal Woman – 4:24 – Ruthie Foster
Beautiful – 4:06 – India.Arie

Spring Street by Dar Williams

I’m sorry that I left you with your questions all alone
But I was too happy driving and too angry to drive home
I was thinking about the easy courage of my distant friends
They said, I could let this bridge wash out and never make amends

Can I blow this small town make a big sound
Like the star of a film noir postcard
Can I just forget the frames I shared with you

And I can’t believe what they’re saying
They’re saying I can change my mind
Start over on Spring Street, I’m welcome anytime

There are spring street storefront daisies floating on their neon stems
There are new shirts on the clothes racks should I feel like one of them
I can find a small apartment where a struggling artist died
And pretend because I pay the rent I know that pain inside

Yeah, let’s watch the tour bus stop and tell us
Here’s the scene of a spring green life dream
Take the best part write it in your caffeine diary

And I can’t believe what they’re saying
They’re saying I can leave tonight
Start over on Spring Street, I’m welcome anytime

This year April had a blizzard just to show she did not care
And the new dead leaves
They made the trees look like children with gray hair
But I’ll push myself up through the dirt and shake my petals free
I’m resolved to being born and so resigned to bravery

Yeah the one who leaves this also grieves this
Too much rain on the prairie flood plain
Houses floating, love is like that we built on the river, year

And that’s to say, yeah I’m leaving
But I don’t have go there
I don’t have to go to Spring Street ’cause it’s spring everywhere

Phenomenal Woman by Maya Angelou (sung by Ruthie Foster)

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
I say,
It’s in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It’s the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can’t see.
I say,
It’s in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I’m a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

Now you understand
Just why my head’s not bowed.
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It’s in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
‘Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

And finally, a fun and beautiful video of The Weepies song, The World Spins Madly On, that we danced to on Wednesday (thank you, Lynette!):

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