Tugging, tensing, twisting; my body finds its dance, its form, surrendering to all that is coming…releasing, inch by inch all that keeps me encapsulated in my protective shell; the rejection and suppression of my creativity. Each day, with intention and awareness my body moves more and more from its heart, chipping away its path, seeking acceptance in where I am right now in my life and releasing the need to achieve, to ‘become’ what is expected. So many threads of my personal mythology have bleed through these last three months; memories, heartache, bliss….what has shined is my fiery impetus to reveal myself to the world, to carve my path as a mover and a writer and to live with trust fully in the present. Dear body, you gave me the space, the strength to breathe again in all your capacity. You opened the door to the mystery inside, and now it is dancing its way out for all to see. I surrender to you body, always knowing I would someday become my desires…
I exist.
With a breath, my image fogs
With a step
I metamorphose ‘I’
With a brush
‘I’ dissolve
And the world becomes me
Finally,
‘I’ become ‘I’…
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