If the theatre has taught me anything, it’s that when things change in the body, in the body politic, in the body of the world, in the body of the earth, in the body of the person, there’s change. You never go back.
We have not yet made violence against women abnormal, extraordinary, unacceptable. We have not yet come to see it as a pathological issue.
Dance is holy, sexual, and it’s a way of being very powerful and a little dangerous without being violent.
There is a global epidemic where one out of three women will be beaten or sexually assaulted in their lifetimes? How are we going to build a future of love and connection? And why would this not be of utmost concern to men?
The clitoris is pure in purpose. It is the only organ in the body designed purely for pleasure.
When you listen to other women’s stories, you begin to understand your own better, and you begin to find ways back through and with each other.
I honestly never understood how violence against women became a women’s issue. 95 percent of the violence men are doing to women.
If you listen to the real in you, that part that’s pulsing and has questions and is trying to figure something out, it will shape your life in a way where, when you get to be sixty, you’ll succeed. You’ll be happy about your life.
Security is elusive. It’s impossible. We all die. We all get old. We all get sick. People leave us. People change us. Nothing is secure.
I think we have made progress. There’s no doubt about it, we have moved forward. But there’s some essential, core thing that has not been deconstructed. And I’m telling you, it’s connected to the body. I know it is.
I think that anytime you get clear about what your mission is or what your focus wants to be, things start to come together in your life.
Everything you deny is actually killing you on some level. You see something, you feel something wrong with your body, you pretend it’s not happening, it goes on, it grows, it gets worse.
To have insurance and have a diagnosis and to have doctors, I just felt it would be immoral on some level to complain.
I think we just have to look at all the ways in which we are violating the Earth, each other, economic violence, racial violence, environmental violence – where we are dominating and not cooperating .
Looking at it, I started crying. Maybe it was knowing that I had to give up the fantasy, the enormous life consuming fantasy, that someone or something was going to do this for me – the fantasy that someone was coming to lead my life, to choose direction, to give me orgasms.
The cancer in me became an awareness of the cancer that is everywhere. The cancer of cruelty, the cancer of carelessness, the cancer of greed.
Give voice to what you know to be true, and do not be afraid of being disliked or exiled. I think that’s the hard work of standing up for what you see.
I came out of the nine-hour surgery and I had tubes in every direction, and those nurses at the Mayo Clinic, I could cry for four days at the kindness of those nurses. The care, the detail of the care, the attention that just never wavered, never complained. The love.
I am so grateful to be alive. It’s ridiculous to be alive.
When you bring consciousness to anything, things begin to shift.