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Imagine the dancing Goddesses with their candles dancing with the trees.

Imagine the dancing Goddesses with their candles dancing with the trees.

This is a slightly different post. My previous posts have had a lot of emphasis on nature. Last year I spent a lot of time unwinding and singing in solitude in nature. With this New Year, the Year of Gratitude beginning, I am exploring ways of expressing myself through sound, movement and story in collaboration with others.

Recently I went dancing with a group of women. I was new to the group. Everyone else knew each other. I wondered how to begin dancing, so I followed the cue of others and began with stretching, listening to my breath, and the breath of others.

Others started to move to their own intuitive flow in synergy with the music. I moved to the music tentatively at first, slowly unwinding, acquainting myself to the floor, the music, and the dancers until I started to feel my own flow. Feeling the flow I became the rhythm, being the music, feeling the presence of others I opened my eyes and saw another beaming face whirling past me. I stepped out of rhythm, stumbled in choppy steps, swaying my head and body, feeling separate from the group. I embraced the cacophony.

Feeling, accepting, flowing, I found my rhythm again, being the rhythm, the breath the music, being the other dancers, all as one. Being the flow, I danced fast, building to a release, witnessing sorrow and judgments. Flowing with them and through them, moving past them. The music slowed down, the dancers slowed down, my breathing slowed down. We dancers smiled at one another and settled in a circle lighting candles on paper plates. We danced with candles!

The lights lowered and we danced with our candles, moving slowly, ever so slowly in circles, sitting with the flames, pondering, honoring, respecting, praying. Two dancers with candles above their heads swayed in unison, gracing the hall with their movement. Hands danced across flames, weaving mudras, kissing the air with wishes and dreams.

It was an evening of freedom of expression and acceptance of that expression. Absolutely stunning! Absolutely liberating! It was a wonderful opportunity to discover more of myself dancing with community. I am thankful!

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