18 Monday May 2015
Heaven and Earth
Spirit or Matter
Man exists between
His arm span equal to height
The moon resting on his head
33 years for a perfect solar journey
12 moons to celebrate
Numbers in space
Numbers in time
Tone existing between 4th and 5th
Intervals as shape
Two patterns near perfect
Two triangles
Four squares
Everything made of light, matter and sound
Windows allow the light to see into the dark
Balance kept by line and curve
23 Sunday Jun 2013
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climbing mountains, concepts, Dance, dragon, journey, Magic, modern dance, New work, power, realization, realization of self, Risk, sacred, self reflection, struggle, understanding ones power
It is but by a dragons breath that we are able to see our future. It is through this fire that we are able to understand our being.
We must stand in the face of the ancients in order to know our own true peace recognizing our reflection in the oceans of their eyes.
One can not comprehend the potential of their spirit if they do not climb the mountains in which these dragons live. It is a journey every person must make and a risk that must be taken.
It is this journey, through the clouds on a midnight sky, when we realize our connection to the sacred and understand that this quest is to know the dragon is within.
11 Saturday May 2013
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Ballet, Believing, Conscious Living, contemporary dance, courage, Courageous Vulnerability, Craving, Creative Flow, Creativity, Dance, getting back to good, journey, Larry Long, modern dance, remembering, sacred, Soul to Soul, Teaching, training, universal heart, well being
It is such a joy to feel the body again. Even though I do EBAS on a regular basis, I am finding myself missing the sensation of dancing and the physical sensations of training my body in the ways that I have in my past. I miss taking class on a daily basis honing my instrument and developing new understandings of my musculature.
I miss that sacred act of holding onto the barre and letting the live accompaniment wash over me as I find my standing legs and begin to bend my knees. Oh how I remember the joy of Larry Long’s class and how much it meant to me to be able to stand at a barre surrounded by amazing dancers from all over the country and even more inspiring to be in the room with a legendary teacher.
I think class is the thing I miss most about having transitioned to being a choreographer and teacher. I miss the simplicity of taking care of only myself in the classroom and focusing on myself and the needs of my body. I miss the bliss of an hour and a half of serenity in the act of technique. I miss the meditation of class. It was such a luxury and blessing that I wish I could get back in my life.
In some small ways, we are doing that as Amaranth is rebuilding again. We got together yesterday and spent time in the act of training as we are finding our physical bodies and our dancing bodies once again. It is so wonderful to be able to share that with others who crave the training and the conditioning of their own bodies as well. It is a blessing to be able to share that in a supportive community of like minded and like spirited creative beings.
I am thankful today for being able to feel my body speaking to me. It is saying how much it loves the art of training. It is feeling as if it is returning to life with a renewed sense of being as it remembers what long, taught, sinuous muscles feel like. I am grateful to be feeling as if my physicality is coming alive through technique. I am honored that my body desires it as much as I do and pleased that I am able to carve our a little sacred time once again just for me.
Architecture of the Heart 