Stillpoint: A Center for the Humanities & Community

Stillpoint: A Center for the Humanities & Community is a non-profit organization dedicated to promoting a sense of community through the humanities. We work toward this through a small number of events each year, including poetry readings, writers workshops, author talks, music programs and other forums for experiencing and understanding the meaning of community in our lives.


Thursday, July 22, 2010

July 20th Reading at Healing Tea


Our latest Stillpoint reading at Healing Tea was on July 20th—the prime of summer when nature's radiance pulls us outside our limited self to explore a more expansive consciousness filled with the promise of community.

Outside we heard the roar of thunder followed by a gentle rain and the appearance of numerous rainbows. How auspicious to experience nature while she served as the theme of our gathering. Thirty-five of us centered our bodies via Qi Gong, led by Master Ki, and listened to three fabulous female Colorado writers.

Rachel Weaver offered a

haunting experience of life from the southeast coast of Alaska. Inhabitants finding razor-thin lines between life and death, confronting the necessity of coming to terms with the inevitable. Suspense and poignancy, masterfully interwoven.



Priscilla Stuckey led us to Lopez Island and the "call of the eagle" which guided her to a shift in paradigm from heartbroken Ph.D. researcher to genuine searcher. She emerged with a humbleness that left us with goosebumps as if our being too had been stroked by a feathered being. The gentle waves of awakening resonated with us long after her voice had merged with the sky. We felt the presence of a truly refined soul.


Kate Krautkramer is a

performance artists whose storytelling is brilliant and whose voice truly captured us. Her story snaked and wound our minds from cruelty to hardship and back again until poisonous snakes rattled our souls into a deeper understanding of the nature of relationships. She held us at the tip of her tongue where we remained spellbound. We were both fascinated and terrified about the struggle of farm life. Her singing was like rain during a drought. We are left thirsty for more.

by Carmen Baehr