Last Friday night my body was a mass of whirling limbs, undulating pelvis, and open hearted movement. Where was I? At one of my favorite movement pastimes. You see I, like you, have several favorite movement practices….among them swimming, yoga, making love, and ecstatic dance/contact improv. The latter is what I was involved in a few days ago.
What is so outrageously refreshing about ecstatic dance is just what the poem below by Jewel Mathieson (thank you to Kimberly Beroset!) suggests quite powerfully. There are no boundaries or constraints to adhere to. The dance movement comes from deep within and in the moment. By yourself in a room full of dancing, whirling, cavorting people….or in direct energetic contact with one or more others. It is like finding out who you are within each breath of limb, organ, skin, and fluids. It is taking the time to explore what is desiring and demanding to emerge next…while taking the risk of fully inhabiting that movement, sound, dance, emotion, relationship with self and/or other.
I have written here before that women too often apologize for everything, even their very existence. My remedy for this has been to suggest that every time a woman wants to say ” I’m sorry” (though there are truly times when that is appropriate) she should instead say “I’m so sexy!” – or at least think it…and stop the apologies in their tracks, never to emerge unconsciously again!
The poem below embodies all of what I am speaking to here and as I slip a piece of luscious dark chocolate into my mouth I say to you……We HAVE come to be danced! Let us not forget that for even one single moment! See you on the dance floor of life!!
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