Today I noticed how long it takes me to fully enter the dance. Mind stays with me for a while – quite a while. Censoring, judging, the music, the movement, continues to ponder the themes of the day. Busy busy mind
And then suddenly suddenly suddenly something shifts – the music, the movement, the soul of the moment moves into the foreground, becomes it all. Suddenly I find myself being surprised at myself, what is moving through me, suddenly I notice that I am motion, I am sweat, I am breath, I am dance. I am lost in the moment – and it expands and becomes so big, so bountiful, so explosive, or perhaps later in the movement when it moves towards stillness – so expansively still.
It is ALL Prayer. It is prayer. It is Love of Life. It is Love. Simply that. Love. And in that is Joy. Immense Joy.
Today I arrived at the home of a friend. Full of my bubbly joy, from these days of movement. I shared, I bubbled. In the course of our time together our conversation moved to less happy things. An old story of torture and pain in our troubled country. A new story of arrests. And my bubbles took on the pain and became immense sorrow. Tears came. Sadness filled me. My friend apologized. But I simply said ‘it is all good.’ And it is.
What the dance is doing is enabling Flow. I can flow from joy to grief in an instant. And it is Beautiful and True. And – here is what is new – I am not getting stuck in either. I can probably move equally fast to anger, fiereceness, even fear. The emotions are not good or bad – they are. Just like there is slow and fast and sombre and vibrant music. And I am learning to flow through it all.
Each day I have come to the dance with an issue, or concern. Each time I have danced it into oblivion. Not that I ignore it, but I land at the end with a deeper, richer, wider perspective. My body and soul can hold it all – with such spaciousness. What was a mountain literally turns into a molehill in the dance.
I realize we don’t all need to dance – but there is something here. Something here about flow, perspective, surrender….
And this is only day 4!