Tag Archives: music

#3 Music*

Posted on November 6, 2011 by Linnea Ashley

At the time I didn’t realize it was a race. In my mind the canoe was simply a lazy way to enjoy the beaming sun as we waited for the border between South Africa and Botswana to open. And so … Continue reading →

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bubbles o’leary

Posted on September 20, 2010 by Linnea Ashley

September 19, 2010 Iganga Town, Uganda The music meandered from marvin gaye’s sexual healing with a techno beat dropped in, it to shakira’s world cup African anthem. Bubbles O’Leary, one of Kampala’s busiest night spots, was equally diverse. I spent … Continue reading →

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out of mabira

Posted on August 15, 2010 by Linnea Ashley

August 15, 2010 Mabira, Uganda Tired from the cold night huddled in a bed with three of my colleagues, a disconcerting dream lingering like the early morning dampness under forest cover, we trudged up the muddy incline leading to the … Continue reading →

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commissioning water

Posted on August 7, 2010 by Linnea Ashley

August 6, 2010 We angled the car into a space under the dappled shade of a tree. The dust settling along the dirt road we’d traveled. A cluster of women rose to their feet and began ululating and dancing – … Continue reading →

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call to beauty

Posted on March 17, 2010 by Linnea Ashley

It was exquisite. Despite sleep still pressing lightly on my senses, I could hear it in the distance. I mistook it for a call to prayer – the voice clearly singing Arabic – but the sound was not a call … Continue reading →

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touchy touchy

Posted on November 17, 2009 by Linnea Ashley

It’s the touching. A slight graze of a hand on my shoulder, down my arm. Or sometimes I catch myself watching as his hand slides down her side to her hip and rests there softly, or while dancing, his hands … Continue reading →

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grace

Posted on July 4, 2009 by Linnea Ashley

i’m not a religious person so it may seem a strange thing to struggle with…but i was brought up in a religious family. and my ideals haven’t strayed far from where they started. so grace isn’t foreign to me. i … Continue reading →

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out of shape dancer in my mind

Posted on March 7, 2009 by Linnea Ashley

i was determined today. late night be damned. today i was going to class. so when i rolled out of bed later than i anticipated i didn’t let breakfast…er…lunch, or the need for it, deter me. instead i putzed around … Continue reading →

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To Breathe

Posted on March 3, 2009 by Linnea Ashley

In the darkened theatre, my breath melded into the breathing of hundreds, all waiting for something magnificent, waiting to be moved. It is a collective inhalation of expectation while the curtain rises. They stand in their many poses, muscles tight … Continue reading →

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cherry summer

Posted on June 10, 2008 by Linnea Ashley

dim sum and cherries. cherries more than dim sum. the bay area has figured out the perfect recipe for summer wonder. a bunch of crunchy granola types huddled around a parking lot full of tents with tables brimming over with … Continue reading →

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