Shamsi

In the strange and beautiful world that is Dancemeditation, I find it comforting that movement is not necessarily for viewing, and consequently does not have to be stunning or beautiful.  I also frequently find myself reverting to the child-like curiosity that is simple exploration; without real aims or goals, just exploring for the sake of discovery.  Sunday’s movement practice was not where I intended to go, but ultimately it was where we needed to go.  I found myself again delighting in the fact that as I grow, I have learned better to ‘listen.’

Our opening sequence was followed by breath associated movement, all of which was slow, low-key and heavy with energy that did not necessarily want to move.  I had blindfolds, which I eventually asked the movers to put on, but even this did not seem confining enough.  The room still felt ‘too big’ for just the three of us.  Eventually we moved to the silk veils, R & A each choosing vibrant red veils, and I pulled out a stark white one…I just felt that contrast to be interesting.  We moved, thoughtfully, beneath the veils, moving and holding a pose, all of us (we discovered later) with our eyes closed because it seemed to hold the energy closer to us.  I kept having the distinct feeling that it was a rainy day and we were little kids playing tent underneath the dining room table.

Later we witnessed danced…hanging onto the veils like security blankets, but it just seemed right.  With the heaviness of the day, the veils held our energies close to us, allowing more freedom of movement than not.