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Movement initiates sensations, thoughts and emotions.... Sensations initiate movement....

Fremantle, W. Australia

Removing the expectation

Inviting what needs to be

Tackling the unknown

Using the power of the body

Actualizing in motion

Letting the wisdom arrive

Capacity exists between

the moments of rigidity

Multiplying it, magnifying it

Decreasing it, diminishing it

I sustain in the seeing

By knowing and releasing

my own postures and rigidity

I take in and I am taken in

Lake Päijänne, Finland

MoMo Dance Theatre:

Crossing the Line

I am invited

by your mindful eyes

To the presence of my body’s intricate language

I am standing and breathing

Breathing out the expectation

to be something else than what I am

I am surprised by my fists

my fingers pressing strongly against the skin of my palms

I am touching my face

feeling the tension in my jaw

I am letting go

lowering to the floor

I am lying down

feeling my bones, tendons, muscles and skin

against the cool floor

I move my arms and legs lying on the floor,

I think I am a bird or a butterfly

-which ever-

but I feel integrated and whole

in my torso, my pelvis connecting my legs

to my lower back, ribcage and sternum,

my arms fanning out like flexible wings

I push myself backwards

I know

there is a wall behind me

I push against it, feeling the straightness, hardness and coldness with my skull

I can rest

I am safe right here and now

surrounded by walls,

by this rectangular room,

by this building

I am aware of myself trying to let go off everything

resting and breathing as I need

I am here

You are here

We are here

That is everything I need

Right now, here

Krishnamurti Centre (BC)

The path home

with strangers

Always unknown

but takes you

where you

need to be

if you trust

the direction

the speed

What it takes is

the presence

giving your body-soul

to the strangers

in you

Kuusaa (Finland)

What if the standard is stiffness and jerkiness –

how awkward fluidity and flow would seem

What if the system moves the best as a chunk –

how complicated the isolated and segmented body movements would seem

What if the level of comfort is best expressed and experienced on the floor –

how alien and threatening the upright would seem

What if constrained, light, direct and sudden movements are “the home” –

how impossible and uninviting the free, strong, indirect and sustained would seem

What if one has always been assisted when changing a level in space –

how unsafe and scary the independent movement journey would seem

Naramata (BC)

Today we walk

in the texture

of the gentle wind


the shape

of our steps

Today we walk

the length of the moment

enters the mind


the skin

of our souls

Today we walk

into ourselves

cells vibrating

vision centered


the invisible scars

Today we walk

the tree branches and the tall grass


the present moment

myself in transition

Metchosin (BC)

You see me

when I leave

when I return

You hear me
when I am roaring
when I am silent

You give me space

to leave

to return

to roar

to be silent

You are my circle
in movement
in sound
in holding
the sacred
space and time

Photo: D. Dines

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