Dancing With Freedom, As Death Dances Away

The night has grown around me, dark, velvet and gentle and with it comes a graceful coolness that subtly creeps into the hollow parts of me… reminding me of what has been lost. In my life I have seen dark things, dangerous things, things that have cut me so deep that not even time can take their sting away. And yet I’ve danced with so much passion and beauty that I often wonder what can come to rival what’s been before.

I sit here and I am reminded of the beautiful lights that I’ve lost along the way. The ones, who’ve touched me, loved me… who have felt me in the deepest, most tender places of my heart and soul. Many hands have held my own, but very few have really lived in my world. So as their lives have faded away I try to keep alive the memories of the love they’ve given to me.

On a lonely night in July I pass through memories by candlelight. Faces that I’ve missed in my life, voices I will never hear again and the warm feeling of fur brushing against my sullen face. I try to close my eyes and reach with all my sense the feelings of being with them. But only the faintest of feelings can be experienced now. Its not as if real life can be recreated in pictures and memories… our thoughts can work backwards but they will never truly turn back time.

I myself have spoken to spirits… I have whispered to shadows… but I’ve never walked the time line back to a place where I could rekindle the connects which I’ve so desperately longed for. They are shinning stars too far from my reach too touch, but close enough that I still see them. And in that vast universe of possibilities I will hold them like precious gems… cherished forever.

Death is a reminder to us that everything is in constant motion; an endless dance that moves us from one phase to the next. Passing through doors you remain a part of the changeless change. As a caterpillar dies to the beauty of a butterfly, so does our soul here on earth shed it shell to fly with something a little more spectacular, brilliant and gleaming. Death is the teacher, the keeper and the lover. Death gives us the gift of living… if only we see it before our time.

I know that no matter how much it hurts that all of my angels are by my side. They stand tall with me and my tears become the sea and the boat of my dream floats gently with their guiding winds. There is nothing to fear no matter how alone I am. I look into the water and there next to my reflection are all those who have ever loved me. So I hug myself tight, trying hard once again to soak up that ephemeral memory… knowing that at some point it will come again… no matter how different it may be.

To these feelings I assign two cards: The Death card and the 6 of swords.

Death, which is the keeper of change and the dance of the universe. Death is the one who reminds us to find our feet in the dark and just give into the sway, the grind, the wild twirl of everything that is. Death heralds change… but change is not destructive its alchemical.

The 6 of swords is the card that shows us the wisdom in contemplation, mediation and just drifting away. Those whom we love and have loved will come and go. Some will leave intentionally and others unexpected, but its all part of the beat that we are dancing to. If you were to veil your face in black lace, step onto a candle lit boat and glide effortlessly into the foggy sea you would find the meaning of this card. It is here in this silent place, where everything moves with the tides and the moon, that we find what really lives in our souls.

Don’t forget those whom you have touched and who have touched you… remember we are all lights trying to lift the darkness. There is nothing that has to separate you… not color, gender, race or religion. Rely less on form and more on feeling… when we live through are spirit we truly find our way.

To the gypsies,



© Shaheen Miro 7/11/2011

2 thoughts on “Dancing With Freedom, As Death Dances Away

  1. Dear gypsy-friend!

    I found it very interesting that you said ‘death’ is a change… because that, too, is the essence of living. Like in this quote, by Anaïs Nin:

    “Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.”

    In order to live, we must be constantly dying – the dance of life and death is the alchemy of being. We need to accept that life is a path, a constant transformation from one state into another… full of little deaths. If we stop, refuse to walk, and try to force ourselves to remain in one state forever… we become fossils. Most of people who do that are the ones who are afraid of death, because they see it as an end, and not as the door to a different way of being.

    Death reminds us we have a limited amount of time in one stage, because the road goes on, and we must follow it. It helps us to see the true value of what is around us, because it reminds us that very soon we will give a step forward, into a different stage of living, into a different universe.

    I wish to enjoy life here on the planet to the fullest, so when the human death comes to me, I can overcome my natural fear and salute the transformation it brings.

    • Hello,

      Yes exactly! LIfe and death really are one and the same. I love the quote! “In order to live, we must be constantly dying – the dance of life and death is the alchemy of being. We need to accept that life is a path, a constant transformation from one state into another… full of little deaths. If we stop, refuse to walk, and try to force ourselves to remain in one state forever… we become fossils.” This is the most brilliant thing I have ever read… this is the heart of what I am about… this is like the gypsy manifesto lol! You have captured it.

      We have all seen “Death” in its many forms, some of us have come closer to it than others. But I agree… speaking very personally I want to enjoy the “life” I have here now… but I dont fear death. I think the hardest thing about physical death is that its a change in form and we as humans are on the lowest vibration in the universe which makes us feel static, dense and unable to reach out beyond the things that we perceive with our 5 senses. Death is a change… like I’ve said before life is a dance… a big, huge dance and we are just grooving in the moment… sometimes the song changes, sometimes its slow and sensual, sometimes its wild and head banging… and we just have to close our eyes, let go of our fears and just move with the beat… let the beat become our center and just be with it.

      You are such a talented writer! I have reminded myself too that there is no rush in overcoming fears… sometimes they keep us safe. You just have to keep a balance.


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