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ISADORA'S SCARF |
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I went grocery shopping today...I had all my bags loaded into the car and was ready to take off, when there was a knocking on my window. It was my old friend Alaina. I rolled down the window and she pointed down and told me my tail was stuck in the door.....It was the end of my fake-fur scarf....a very long scarf that looks just like it's made from several Bob-Cat tails sewn end-to-end......Loading groceries had loosened it ....We both laughed ..Thank you Alaina...you might have saved me from strangulation... Driving home, I thought about Isadora Duncan and how she died. Isadora was one of my heroes as a teen....My friends and I read all we could find about her and how she freed women from their whalebone cages and showed them what freedom looked like. We made ourselves Isadora Greek dancing shifts and danced like she did...or our interpretation from photos, art and descriptions. .There exists only a few seconds of film of her dancing, though there i film of her pupils dancing after her death. She lived from 1817 to 1927.....She inspired women to free themselves from the cultural and physical binding of the time...whalebone corsets and hard shoes..She danced barefoot and wore only a short, light shift with no undergarments.....and moved freely..... She died of strangulation when a long silk scarf she was wearing got caught in the spokes and the axle of the car she was in....When I got home, I danced like a 17 year old girl who loved Isadora's freedom ..danced to Keith Jarret's Koln Concert....
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Freedom takes so many forms, I can well understand the dancing like a girl..... in my mind anyway, my body can only move in its limited capacity. I've caught part of my garment in the door of the car before. It didn't strangle me, but did ruin the tail of the garment when the wet and dirt from the road saturated it. Glad your friend noticed it. Be a prism, spreading God's light and love, not a mirror reflecting the world's hatred.
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You were lucky your friend saw your trapped scarf in time, poor Isadora wasn't so fortunate. Such a sad and tragic ending to her life.
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Freedom takes so many forms, I can well understand the dancing like a girl..... in my mind anyway, my body can only move in its limited capacity. I've caught part of my garment in the door of the car before. It didn't strangle me, but did ruin the tail of the garment when the wet and dirt from the road saturated it. Glad your friend noticed it.
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But Isadora....Did you admire her a a girl? Be a prism, spreading God's light and love, not a mirror reflecting the world's hatred.
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GET RID OF THAT LONG SCARF, I SURE WOULDN'T WANT TO LOSE YOU.
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I've never heard of her. I've learned a lot on SFF over the years. Thanks for sharing.
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Truthfully, I don't remember ever hearing of her until I read your blog. She was such a big influence in my life...
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You were lucky your friend saw your trapped scarf in time, poor Isadora wasn't so fortunate. Such a sad and tragic ending to her life.
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GET RID OF THAT LONG SCARF, I SURE WOULDN'T WANT TO LOSE YOU.
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So that's how she met her end .
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Isadora's life story is tragic. I think I may of heard of her somewhere along the way. She tried so hard.
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Isadora's life story is tragic. I think I may of heard of her somewhere along the way. She tried so hard. I've ben trying to remember what our fascination with her was.....Her courage in flouting the social norms, her freedom, her feminism, her natural beauty and elegance, her style, her creativity......Probably the tragedy as well....young girls tend to romanticize tragedy.....
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Even with my problematic hip, I still tell Alexa to play music and I dance. Usually to Halpern, Yanni, or Katara, other times I jazz it up with Mangione. It's not a pretty site since I move slowly but there is nobody watching so who cares.
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Even with my problematic hip, I still tell Alexa to play music and I dance. Usually to Halpern, Yanni, or Katara, other times I jazz it up with Mangione. It's not a pretty site since I move slowly but there is nobody watching so who cares.
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