3/13/2014 Spring - Inside and Outside of Me! Walking... Dancing...

A message today:

I feel bouncy today! Walking across the floor, working on my stride smoothing out - and re-realizing part of that natural gait involves buoyancy, both physically and in spirit. I like this, a whole lot.

And my facebook status is a quote from the Musical I have begun rehearsing - A New Brain. THe composer's true story about surviving a brain anuerism, and how it affected his relationships career, etc.

"I feel so much spring within me..."
I do. I really do, on several levels. 

It is springtime finally - that sweet air on the skin as I emerge from work... it is delicious. ANd the spring in my step - I had sort of forgotten the Springy part! I still need patience and mindfulness, but the feeling of walking is returning to my bones... 

In theatre, when you are learning new material - lines, dance, blocking (the movement of characters around the stage) or music, the time when you have worked and rehearsed it together enough for it to slick into place and really get solidly into your brain, we sometimes cll "Getting it in your bones". 

I am getting the act of walking back into my bones. They have missed it desperately. 

I am also finding that learning a roles - lines, music, etc., is coming SO much faster! For some time I have had some great roles, but they also required a lot of work - and were more difficult to learn. Pain did that. Well, Pain - go to hell. 

You are well rid of. I prefer my life without having to function around that elephant, thank you. Moving about the stage without the limp is really nice, too. I appreciate all of the directors who have looked past the limp and cast me for what I CAN do, and lived with my limp. Thank you thank you to all of them. 

Good rehearsal tonight, though my voice is pretty tired and I have three shows to sing this weekend. Some rest tonight (perhaps) and gentle warming up tomorrow should do the trick. 

Also - I found this poem I sent to myself - I plan to read it aloud at the Dance party I am throwing lat in May. 

It is brilliant! 

We Have Come to Be Danced

We have come to Be Danced

Not the pretty dance

Not the pretty pretty, pick me, pick me dance

But the claw our way back into the Belly

Of the Sacred, Sensual Animal dance

The unhinged, unplugged, cat is out of its box Dance

The holding the precious moment in the palms

Of our hands and feet Dance

We have come to Be Danced

Not the jiffy booby, shake your booty for him dance

But the wring the sadness from our skin dance

The Blow the chip off our shoulder Dance.

The slap the apology from our posture Dance

We have come to Be Danced

Not the monkey see, monkey do dance

One two Dance like you

One two three, Dance like me Dance

but the grave robber, tomb stalker

Tearing scabs and scars open Dance

The rub the Rhythm Raw against our Soul Dance

We have come to Be Danced

Not the nice, invisible, self-conscious shuffle

But the matted hair flying, Voodoo Mama

Shaman Shakin’ Ancient Bones Dance

The strip us from our casings, Return our Wings

Sharpen our Claws and Tongues Dance

The Shed Dead Cells and slip into

The Luminous Skin of Love Dance.

We have Come to Be Danced

Not the hold our breath wallow in the shallow end of the floor dance

But the Meeting of the Trinity, the Body Breath and Beat Dance

The Shout Hallelujah from the top of our Thighs Dance

The Mother may I?

Yes you may take 10 giant Leaps Dance

The olly olly oxen free free free Dance

The everyone can come to our Heaven Dance

We have come to Be Danced

Where the Kingdom’s Collide

In the Cathedral of Flesh

To Burn Back into the Light

To unravel, to Play, to Fly, to Pray

To root in skin sanctuary

We have come to Be Danced

We Have Come.

~ Jewel Mathieson

Jewel Mathieson 5Rhythms WordDance

Art by Julia C. Gray

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