BloomFitness: Where Beauty, Strength and Spirit Converge

I would like to introduce my new class:

Bloom Dance-Fitness
As a dance exercise this class focuses on toning, flexibility and cardio. But it’s much more. It is my hope that students will fall in love with their body –enjoy the energy of movement -relish the company of other sister and have a really good time in the process. Bloom Dancefit is not about becoming a size 0, but it about getting and staying healthy in body and mind. Let the spirit of dance move you!

Classes start August 1st. Class Times: Tuesdays 7-8AM, Thursdays 7-8AM, Thursdays 12-1PM
(evening classes not yet scheduled)
Price: $8 per class. Discount Class Cards: $30 good for 4 classes, $50 good for 8 classes.
BloomStudio 330 Glenwood ave Bloomfield, NJ
http://www.BellyRhythm.com, audie@bellyrhythm.com, 973-280-6386

Check out the BloomFitness promo clip at: https://www.facebook.com/BloomStudioBloomfield#!/BloomStudioBloomfield, or at http://www.BellyRhythm.com.

A Letter from Rawda

I usually don’t like to get into political issues on line. But, I was asked to share this email I’d recieved from a friend living in Egypt with her family. She is 16. Her family (Mother, Father, younger sister, older brother) moved back to Egypt right after the revolution. She writes:

Jul 27
Dear friends,
I am typing to you at about 8 in the morning, CAI time
just yesterday I was at the qua’id Ibrahim mosque rallies against that sisi. All was well until about 3 o’clock in the afternoon. Tear gas canisters came raining down on us, the peaceful protesters, and armed thugs high on drugs came to hit is out and disperse us. And the thugs included the riot police, who were supposed to be serving the people, NOT KILLING THEM. The police were protecting the thugs. As always. There was a thug that was caught, the people on the mosque’s side beat him up. If he was caught and then taken to the police, the police, of course, would not have a trial and simply let him go on with his sins. They would leave him to kill people because he is their henchman. The men on our side had to protect the women, children, and elderly, so they took broken pieces of sidewalk and threw them at the police and thugs. But they were just rocks, nothing compared to the guns, clubs, tear gas canisters, and rubber bullets that they were rampaging about with. There was 5 deaths and 30 or so injured, according to the news. I myself saw many men that were injured. Please be aware that these are people, like you and me, not numbers. Please dont see them as material. These are souls. By sunset, the fighting in he area we ran to to escape the first wave of choking tear gas, the sidewalk by the sea, had the fighting pushed quite far away. We prayed the sunset prayer and broke our fasts. It was a good rest after all that sudden rush of trauma. The sheikh on the mic told the people to go reclaim the area that the thugs were in before, and some people went, including my parents and I, but too many were too reluctant to go there and went slowly. Bam. The thugs and police made a comeback, and even more gas canisters than before were fired at us. My dad tole me and my mom to go escape the tear gas, he went to follow a large group of men. By that time, a gas canister had landed four to six meters away from where we were standing. I gripped mama’s arm and tried to get away quick. Though we wore surgical masks wet with vinegar (vinegar neutralizes the tear gas before it enters your respiratory system) mama and I were overpowered by it. It was worse than being choked. I felt all my muscles try to pull me to the ground, but I had to get my mama away from the tear gas because she has glaucoma. I could not see well, it was all a waving blur, and i tripped on some wood. The only noise mama and i were able to make were shallow gasps and sqeals. I tripped again, and some men help us up. Thank god we were able to make it to the street by the lightrail tracks, and BREAAAATH. Thank god I did not faint. Our apartment would be hard to get to, it was far away and sisi’s supporters would sniff us out because their supportive protest was only one stop away. Me and mama headed out to my cousin’s because they lived within walking distance. My dad called to know where we were, and he told us that he and MANY others were trapped in the Mosque by thugs, but later he managed to get free and came here, to my cousin’s, where I type to you now. I’m sending this message to show the world what is going on in egypt. Through my eyes. Not the liar media that dominates much of people’s minds.
Still, currently, people are stuck in the qua’id Ibrahim mousque of alexandria. People are STILL being killed in rabah al aduayah square by sisi’s goons.PLEASE PRAY FOR MY BROTHER, ZAKARIA, AS HE IS THERE IN THE SQARE HELPING BUILD A WALL OF DEFENSE WITH SANDBAGS. THESE PEOPLE ARE BEING SPAYED WITH LIVE BULLETS AND MORE AND MORE OF THEM ARE BEING KILLED–PLEASE PRAY THAT GOD PROTECTS THEM. PLEASE PRAY AGAINST SISI. PLEASE PRAY FOR THE FAMILIES THAT HAD THEIR LOVED ONES KILLED.PLEASE PRAY AGAINST THE MILLITARY COUP. PLEASE SHARE THIS MESSAGE WITH THOSE YOU THINK ARE INTERESTED— ALL YOUR PRAYERS ARE MUCH NEEDED. GO OUT THERE AND TELL THE WORLD! THE WORLD BEING AWARE IS ESSENTIAL FOR THE SUCCESS OF THE NEW REVOLUTION.
Also, please watch these channels instead of the ones you currently watch for news about Egypt.
AL QUDS CHANNEL
http://wwitv.com/tv_channels/b4886.htm
ALJAZEERA MUBASHER( live) MISR (egypt)
http://www.livestation.com/en/aljazeera-mubasher-misr
It does not matter if you don’t understand what is being said. It just matters that you see what is really going on. I reccomend that you watch at midnight or 4-7 am your time to see what goes on in the daylight.
And in case you dont really know why we are fighting so hard, its really for the freedom to practice or not to practice our religion. Morsy will give us the freedom to do that, so he is easily replacable. Sisi is against those who freely practice our religion, and is using the CORRUPT ARMY TO DESTROY THEM. AND THAT THEM INCLUDES I, MY PARENTS, MY BROTHER, MY LITTLE SISTERS AND THOSE MILLIONS OF PEOPLE IN RABA AL ADUAYA SQUARE AND THE OTHER PROTESTERS ALL OVER EGYPT.
حسبنا الله و نعم الوكيل

The Trouble with Cabaret Belly Dance

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Where is the world of Cabaret Belly Dance headed? Why do traditional dance classes seem to be getting smaller and Tribal and Fusion classes grow in popularity? Why are there fewer young people learning the dance? –something to think about.

I was at a haflah a couple of years ago and struck up a conversation with another dancer. We got along well and laughed. At that point neither of us was in costume and we didn’t discuss the style of dance the other did. Later I overheard her speaking to her troupe mates, a very talented AT troupe. She was blasting Cabaret dance, saying that it was degrading to women; pitting them against each other, intolerant of plus size dancers and fueled by patriarchal dogma. Unlike the tribal dancers who where communal and embraced womanly curves.

Wow, I thought. I knew that there was a bit of a rift between Cabaret and Tribal dancers but, I didn’t know it was that intense. So one could say, “Can’t we all just get along?” and chalk it up to cattiness. But, I think there might be some bits of truth in what she said.

It easy to see how Tribal would be appealing for a young woman starting out. Tribal is earthy with poised movements and ethnic costume. In AT dancers mainly perform as a group. They must constantly communicate with each other since the leader gives cues and instructions throughout the dance. The energy is strong and feminine and all sizes and shapes are welcomed. It’s an American invention so there are no ethnic or political questions. A simple costume consisting of a choli, 25 yard skirts, tassels, turban and tons of jewelry is affordable for most dancers and looks good on all body types.

Cabaret is elegant and graceful. Its origins are buried in pre-history from foreign lands. Soloists are the norm. To do this well the dancer needs to draw the audience in –all eyes on the dancer. As one learns the dance it’s expected that you’ll begin with the student troupe then eventually graduate to become a soloist. Dancers are expected to be young, thin and “commercially attractive”. The standard costume consisting of a sparkly bra/belt and skirt can be stunning yet expensive.

Being an Egyptian Cabaret dancer can be challenging. As a 5’1”, size 10 dancer, finding a flattering costume is nearly impossible. Plus size dancers and those looking for modest costumes, also have a really hard time. Strangely enough, even though I am of African descent (the continent that originated this form of dance) I’m questioned about being a dancer all the time.

Don’t get me wrong I love Cabaret style. It’s my foundation in technique, I love its history and that has served me well. But, I do think that there are some issues that need to be addressed. So let’s think about –talk about it. What do we need as dancers to thrive and are we getting it? What can we do to change that? The more we talk and are willing to grow, the happier our dance world becomes.

Are You a Magpie Like Me?

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If you were to ask me what was my favorite thing to do, I’d say dancing, art, food, travel, nature, science and culture are definitely my number one favorite. They all bring me great joy and fulfill me on different levels. So when I attended a business workshop and the instructor suggested that we focus on only one (possibly two) thing to build our company around, I was stunned into silence.

All my interests nourish me. My studies in Asian medicine, (as a Shiatsu Practitioner) have really benefited my dance. Being in nature and learning about plants for me is real and grounding. Art and journaling is a wonderful way to meditate and work through ideas. I learning science and technology with my son keeps us close. Dance helps me express my heart with energy there are no words for.

All of these activities are essential to my wellbeing. Sharing the experience with others makes it ten times better.

My feeling is that I’m not the only Magpie out there (standing on soap box). I believe that there are others that thrive on learning and experiences. I believe that just because someone is attracted to all things unique and wonderful, doesn’t make them flaky. It makes them fascinating and whole.

So my plan is to wrangle all my interests onto one platform. I’m sure a business expert would cringe reading this. My BloomStudio and BellyRhythm will not only offer dance and exercise classes, but also art, health, food, culture related events starting this Fall. There will be a great line up of guest Instructors and I’ll share my talents too.

Please join us either online or at the studio. We Magpies have to stick together.

Peace,
Audie

Visit BloomStudio on Facebook: BloomStudioBloomfield or check out http://www.BellyRhythm.com for more info.
***If you are interested in teaching a class, I’d love to talk to you.

Healthy & Tasty Molasses

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When I was little my Grandmother would give me a big dose of “Father John’s” when I was sick. This thick viscously tonic tasted like a combination of cod liver oil and molasses. I know that doesn’t sound very appetizing but it worked wonders for me then and I always wondered why. Well, the health benefits of Omegas 3, 6 and 9, found in cod liver oil is all over the health journals. Nearly everyone has heard of it, but why molasses? Was it just flavoring?

This sugar cane nectar was a mainstay in most kitchens back when Father John O’Brien originated the recipe in 1855 (it’s still in production). But, today it seems to only be used as flavoring for holiday cakes. What did they know back then that we may have forgotten?

Well, with a little research and found that molasses is an ideal source for a ton of nutrients. Just one tablespoon contains 20% of the recommended daily requirement of calcium and copper, 22.5% of magnesium and nearly 40% of iron. Since the nutrients are plant sourced they are easily absorbed into the body. All these nutrients are key to combating chronic fatigue syndrome, depression, anxiety, and related nervous disorders, arthritis and rheumatism, constipation, high cholesterol, heart palpitations, anemia, acne and many other ailments. And it is simply good nutritional food for nearly everyone.

This was great news but, how to take it? It may be a sweetener but, it’s not exactly tasty on its own. So I made some culinary experiments mixing it with warm almond milk and a little cinnamon – a great breakfast drink. It gave me good energy and I didn’t crash after an hour like with coffee. It was also the perfect addition to a spiced quick bread recipe (super yum). After that I couldn’t think of any other way to integrate it into my diet.

On a recent trip to Montreal I saw an elderly gentleman spreading molasses on his toast and another pouring it on pancakes. Searching on line there were recipes for candies, baked beans, ginger breads and more cakes than one could count. I couldn’t believe what I’d been missing out on. All this flavorful good nutrition and I knew nothing about it.

The health benefits of molasses are many and well documented. So if you have any nutrition based health issues, speak to your Doctor, Nutritionist or Naturopath. Or if you just love “good-for-you food”, give molasses a try. You just may find a very delicious road to health.

Sources:
http://www.ask.com/wiki/Father_John’s_Medicine

http://www.whfoods.com/genpage.php?tname=foodspice&dbid=118

http://www.organic-sugar.com/what-are-the-health-benefits-of-organic-molasses/

The Restaurant Performance

The Restaurant Performance

I’ll admit, I haven’t had many performances at restaurants, besides the odd birthday party gig. The last one I did (pictures here) in April was a bitter sweet experience. Some of the evening was wonderful, exhilarating and fun. Yet, other parts made me wonder why I bothered in the first place.

This was usually my experience with dancing at a restaurant; the manager was dodgy, the floor was dirty, the audience was inattentive or something of the like. I mentally recalled my past experiences going in to the experience, but held my smile anyway. It didn’t help. The event went down a slippery slope of hurt feelings, anxiety and awkwardness. *sigh* At least I was happy with my performance.

Despite all this I was gifted with this wonderful shot of me taken by a fellow dancer. It is perfectly framed, lit and shows me in a wonderfully dramatic pose in the middle of my set. The audience has all eyes on me and one can feel the Middle Eastern ambience. -lovely. The photo was exactly what any performer would want on their promotional media.

In just looking at this pic I could almost feel it was the best event of the season -well almost.