Yesterday was a day of Tears. Rivulets, becoming streams, becoming rivers.
That sounds enormous. It wasn’t.
It was raw. But not about enormous feelings.
It was like the heart had cracked open
And found inside only sadness
And longing, deep longing
Sadness for the absence perhaps of that which my soul longs for
And being touched deeply in moments of entering into that
And perhaps a feeling of bereftness for those only being moments.
I don’t dance alone – others are dancing also
In places around the world
And it seems the tears were common to several of us
And this deeper touching into ourselves.
On this particular day.
I include some of their voices….
“I danced a wonderful ‘Listen to your Body – Find your Centre’ Tango class… which also made me cry because I felt my centre – and at that instant felt how many times I had not felt it. So on goes the journey. Let us hold each other. I don’t know where my life is heading, my relationship, the place I’m living… I just know that even if sometimes I can’t see it: I grow more myself each day, and that’s worth all this chaos and not knowing…”
“I had the same, this morning, dear Maaianne. We are connected in this rainbow of Tears. I know I was meant to be a “Dancer of Tears” to live the Mystery of how our Body can serve as a direct connection to deep E-Motions and with this to be deeper alive.”
And another dear friend, in response to the question of “I wonder where this is heading” answered….
“I think… back to our Souls.”
This morning I woke and realized of course there will be tears
In returning to our Souls.
I am sure there was joy when the prodigal son returned
But also a sorrow for all the time apart
And so on this Sunday morning
Here is my commitment:
To continue to lean into Dancing my Soul’s Language
(on and off the dance floor)
However ‘whatever’ that it is is ;-).
“I will dance the essence of things….”
“You don’t just dance to move
You dance to make connection to nature
To make connection to Spirit”