Elaine Gale, Confesiones de una espiritualista liberada que baila por la vida.
“No soy persona de yoga ni flaquita, y ni siquiera tengo una excelente condición física. No tengo un gurú, ni un rosario, ni un zafú de meditación. No tengo ni una pizca de tantra. Básicamente, son nebrasqueña de sexta generación, con doctorado y un trabajo como profesora. Pero me encantan las prácticas transformadoras. Amo mi cuerpo, amo bailar, amo sentir y conectarme con los demás. Esta práctica me devolvió a mi cuerpo y a mi espíritu. Es la práctica más cercana al chamanismo verdadero que he visto, como que tomar ayahuasca, o entrar en comunión directa con lo divino.”
Chantey Dayal, Danza de los 5Ritmos y artista de proceso de entrega
Vancouver Island, Canadá
“Me encanta bailar los 5Ritmos. Me permite no entrometerme en mi camino y solo me pide que esté totalmente presente. A su vez, me sostiene cuando me entrego. Bailar me deja entrar a un proceso artístico sin apegarme a los resultados. De allí surgen trazos, tonos y sentimientos que se plasman en el lienzo como la trayectoria de una canción. Abren mis manos a la posibilidad y a la investigación. Los 5Ritmos son una puerta que me permite pintar audazmente sobre el lienzo y a descubrir todas las partes vivas de mi ser creador.”
Pharaoh K DJ de Embodiment Gabrielle Roth Mix
DJ / Productor
“Acababa de componer mi pista de 'Embodiment' cuando me di cuenta de que le faltaba algo. Ya había decidido titularla así, pero escribí la palabra 'Embodiment' en YouTube y lo primero que apareció fue una increíble entrevista con Gabrielle Roth, en la que hablaba sobre la experiencia de perderse en la música y dejar que el cuerpo se moviera en forma natural. Realmente me identifiqué con sus palabras, como si fueran mi destino, iban tan bien con mi canción, ¡que tuve que incorporárselas!”
Helena Kallner, Dancing Dialogue: 5Rhythms & Gestalt Therapy
“Creo que el movimiento es nuestra primera lengua y el sustento para establecer cualquier tipo de conexión.Los Ritmos me ofrecen un vocabulario dentro de este lenguaje, que me ayuda a escuchar, palpar, sentir, explorar, comunicarme y expresarme conmigo misma, con los demás, y con todo lo que me rodea. También a través de los Ritmos he encontrado una comunidad, una familia mundial de danzantes. Por todo ello me siento eterna y profundamente agradecida.”
Eliezer Sobel, My Adventures with an Urban Shaman
La tarjeta de presentación de Eliezer dice solo, "ser humano" aunque su mujer insiste que solo trabaja a tiempo parcial.
Nueva York, EE.UU.
“Literalmente, he viajado por todo el mundo, he conocido a gurús, maestros, chamanes, supuestos mesías y avatares, y, sin embargo, Gabrielle fue la única que me dejó entrar a su apartamento vestida todavía con el pijama.
O sea, fue la única que realmente me dejó entrar, punto.”
Nilaya Sabnis, Photographer+Dancer
Fotógrafa y bailarina
Nueva York, NY, EE.UU.
“Es sumamente estimulante… es como subirse en una montaña rusa con los ojos cerrados. Llega un momento en el que te das cuenta de la danza que nace de ti y te quedas totalmente prendado, fascinado.”
Músicoterapeuta y Danzaterapeuta / Percusionista
“Después de un taller mi cuerpo está sereno y mi mente queda limpia y clara.
Se abre un espacio interior en mí que me ayuda a lidiar con la vida de una manera distinta.”
Terapeuta de Bioenergética
Buenos Aires, Argentina
“5Ritmos es el lugar en el que expreso mi locura, mi extravagancia, mi tristeza... es donde pude ser yo misma, y eso me permitió ir por la vida con más confianza.”
Prateeksha Katarina Thundal
Masajista / Entrenadora Personal
“Después de una clase de 5Ritmos me siento más relajada, contenta, llena de vida. Me siento mucho más empoderada.”
Mme Patricia PAREJA
Psicoterapeuta / Maestra de Yoga
Saint Omer, Francia
“Soy ciega y
siempre quise bailar. Los 5Ritmos me conceden el derecho de expresarme por medio del movimiento de mi cuerpo.”
“Me muestran donde están las barreras que he erguido alrededor de mi corazón... porque en la pista de baile parecen desmoronarse todas.”
Danzante, aun con un brazo roto
San José, CA EE.UU
“Me encanta moverme y me encanta meditar.
Me encanta que no hay forma correcta o incorrecta de hacerlo, solo soltarse y seguir la música.”
Portland, OR EE.UU.
“Me ayudaron a lidiar con el proceso de cáncer, a escribir y llegar a saber que la vida cambia.”
Investigadora de Genealogía
Burnaby, BC Canadá
“Siento que encontré el lugar al que pertenezco.
Par mi la danza es espiritualidad, es mi alabanza, mi plegaria y mi meditación.”
Pieter Van Winkle
Escritor / Naturalista
Durango, CO, EE.UU.
“Nada en mi vida ha sido tan poderoso para ayudarme a identificar mi propia voz, para que sienta mi propio poder, mi corporalidad, la confianza en mí mismo, mi propio potencial de expresión... lo alcanza todo.”
Gerente y Maestra
Westchester, NY EE. UU.
“Trabajo para una doctora y ella les receta esto a sus pacientes. A mí me ha dado la fuerza para avanzar en mi vida y una comunidad nueva que es abierta, acogedora y divertida.”
“Son un gran mapa para vivir la vida.
Seguir la corriente hasta encontrar algo que amamos, trabajarlo duro, soltarlo al mundo sabiendo que debe ser, disfrutar la alegría, paz y tranquilidad que luego siguen.”
Jean Claude Dufourd
“Ya no tengo problemas de alta presión, colesterol o peso. Mucho menos dolor de espalda. Soy más feliz y he logrado una excelente condición física. Y, por primera vez en mi vida, estoy orgulloso de algo que tiene que ver con mi cuerpo: mi danza.”
Cocinera y Escritora
“Las primeras palabras que escuché en la primera sesión de baile de 5Ritmos fueron, 'bienvenida' y 'no te des por vencida'. Desde mucho tiempo esperaba recibir esas palabras en mi cuerpo.”
Músico / Técnico
Nueva York, NY, EE.UU.
“Más que cualquier otra práctica espiritual, esta me ha recordado profundamente quién soy y el poder que poseo. Y ni decir lo DIVERTIDO que es sentirse vivo de esta manera.”
Propietaria de un servicio de banquetes
“Es una práctica increíble que va mucho más allá de un baile de una noche.
Es un viaje que permanece para siempre y que cambia tu vida de forma muy sutil.”
Nueva York, NY EE.UU.
“Esta práctica cambió mi vida de tal forma, que siempre recordaré la primera vez que entré a una clase. Esta poderosa medicina ha sanado muchas heridas desde entonces. Esta danza me ha enseñado a escuchar mi cuerpo y a entender lo que expresa a nivel celular. El permiso que este baile ofrece ha liberado lugares que no sabía que existían y los ha iluminado. Qué seducción tan dulce, ¿cómo no habría de regresar?”
Notas sobre la práctica: Un blog sobre mi experiencia en el Camino de la Danza de los 5Ritmos, por Meghan LeBorious
These are only available in English
Notes On Practice | Grass Roots
“Yeeaaah, definitely heel spurs. Both feet. See?” The doctor points at a section in the middle of my right foot on the x-ray that really should be shadowy black, but instead shows white, almost as dense as nearby bones.
As early as February, when I participated in the five-day heartbeat workshop “Anatomy of Emotions,” pain in my feet has been excruciating. They kept getting worse and worse, but I told myself I would only have to tolerate it until I finally manage to become enlightened, at which point pain would have much less influence on me. Just keep practicing, I told myself. If I practice with devotion, if I am relentless in interrogating the stories that limit me, and if I stay connected to raw, unfiltered presence, things will shift radically and this foot pain won’t be such a big deal. Some days, I winced through every step, but still managed to find freedom and inspiration. I even saw the pain as helpful, in that it brought me right into my feet and into the body.
After the “Elemental” workshop in April, my feet got still worse.
Notes on Practice: Alive! Alive! Alive!
Though the day was chilly, things are finally starting to bloom after the long, grueling winter, and magnolia, dogwood, and flowering pear trees are heavy with blossoms all over the city. Yesterday my eight-year-old son, Simon, and I took a leisurely bike ride, wandering aimlessly around our neighborhood and noticing the explosion of life all around us. Eager to express the season, I was exactly on time to the Sweat Your Prayers session at the Joffrey in the West Village this morning, led today by Jilsarah Moscowitz.
I started in a squat, deep in the hips, stretching the inner thighs, feet and calves, rotating and staying low. I soon found my way to the ground, where I continued to stretch and coil, rolling over the fronts of my shoulders, the back of my head, and through the hips, moving from my stomach to my back over and over in a wide circle.
Notes on Practice: The Last Dance
“Dance like this is your last dance,” Ray Diaz, who is teaching this morning’s Sweat Your Prayers class at the Joffrey in the West Village, tells us. “Because you never know when that last dance could be.”
Stepping in to the studio, the room is very full. People are sprawled all over the floor, beginning to stretch and unfurl. A little current of wind turns me right away, and I rise and fall, one hand touching ground the other reaching to sky, my shoulder rolling open and turning me in the opposite direction – big, weighted circles on the ground’s plane and on every diagonal, my head blissfully released.
Ray encourages us to move slowly and softly, and to begin to “fill up the inner reservoir.” I find a spot near the middle of the room and stretch to my full length, rolling over the back of my head, stretching my hips, leg muscles, pressing my chest down to stretch the front of my shoulder. Before long I am on my knees, with a raised leg that crosses behind me and drags me into a spin, sinking to the ground again, coming up onto my shoulder blade and using its momentum to pull back up into my hip and raise my heel high up behind me, undulating back again, and beginning to move toward rising.
Before class, I filled myself with inspiration. I listened to a Buddhist talk on stillness, that included the idea that although the positive behaviors and habits we cultivate are an important part of the path, ultimately, even these are a mask, and if we are to fully wake up, we have to let go of even these positive stories that we tell ourselves. In the morning also, I read some selected excerpts on Dzogchen, a spiritual system that emphasizes opening to bare, naked, luminous, absolute reality, on the spot. Here. Now.
Notes on Practice: Journey into Trance
“Moving with the spirit has taught me all I know.” -Gabrielle Roth
I didn’t have much time to contemplate what I might experience when I signed up for “Journey into Trance,” a two-day workshop with Jonathan Horan, who is both an experienced 5Rhythms teacher and the current holder of the entire 5Rhythms lineage. Stepping out of the elevator onto the 5th floor at the Joffrey in the West Village, I happily greeted many friends and prepared to step in to the studio, bringing many ongoing narratives into the room with me. Right before I entered, I ran across Jonathan and embraced him in greeting. Immediately after, I wished I had been more discreet, thinking that he probably has people coming at him from all sides, and may not have actually wanted to be hugged. I let that go and moved across the threshold of the studio, feeling a knot of emotion in my throat, along with a rush of gratitude.
Notes on Practice: Natural Disasters, Friendly Animals & the Need for Warriorship
My close world is torn apart with natural disasters – hurricanes in Texas, and in Florida & the Caribbean, earthquake in Mexico – at the same time, it is a spectacular day in New York. Temperatures in the 70’s, low humidity, blue skies with the kinds of clouds that are easy to see as friendly animals or as elaborate castles. In the Sunday morning Sweat Your Prayers class at the Joffrey Ballet in the West Village, taught today by Jason Goodman, I held both realities.
I have been teaching high school students for the past few years and the beginning of the year makes me feel joyful. Meeting new students, I can’t wait to find out what they can do. I’m twittery, imaging all the great structures we will co-create, thinking about how to set things up for them, reviewing my inspiring speeches and clear explanations. Imagining all of us having fun together at the first dance. Having done this for a few years, I also know how much I will come to love them by the end of the year; and I can feel it already. I’m choked up in advance just thinking about it, even as I write.
At the same time, sadness and fear visit me. People all over are suffering terribly, in particular as a result of the hurricanes and earthquake. I keep feeling wracked by sadness. And I am afraid. As of late, the Christian concept of apocalypse no longer seems as far-fetched as I once believed. As a human community, we really don’t seem to be moving in a good direction.
There was a time when I wouldn’t have let myself have access to joy in the face of this suffering. I would have thought that feeling joy would be an affront to others’ pain. Now, I feel differently, though. I realize that if I am suffering too, I haven’t actually helped anyone. There are just more of us suffering.
Stepping in to the fourth floor dance studio, movement nuzzled me from all sides and I felt free and inspired. I delighted in the clear blue sky pouring in the windows, smiled to greet many friends, and found myself a spot on the floor. There, I moved in big, arcing circles, attenuating my body in long gestures to stretch at the same time, pulling my feet up to warm up my quadriceps along the floor, rolling over my shoulders and over the crown of my head.
I wore wide-legged pants with a tucked-in tank top, which allowed me a full range of motion, and that I exploited with every angle, level and gesture. Lately, I have a good relationship with Staccato, and I sunk deep into my hips, playing with rocking my pelvis and taking big backsteps – at times holding my leg up and rocking my knee forward and back before placing my foot emphatically on the floor, garnering tremendous momentum and force in the process. Jason spoke of the need for Staccato, sometimes for ferocious and sudden action, since staying in Flowing all of the time would, at minimum, mean we might get nothing done; and at maximum, might mean we fail to act to save our own life or the lives of the people we love. Sometimes we don’t have the luxury of a patient warm-up, instead when the situation calls for it, we have to step into Staccato instantly, as warriors, with all of the power and force that is required of us.
We seemed to spend more time in Chaos than in any other rhythm today. Jason spoke directly of the devastating hurricanes and earthquake; and also reflected on the tragedy of September 11th, 2001, which he, like me, personally witnessed. I recalled a class Jason taught in the same room just three days after the election of Donald Trump, when he also kept us in Chaos for song after song after song. I reflected on the words of my yoga teacher, Maria Cutrona, in the days after the election, “As painful as this may be, as hard as it may be to take, this is exactly what we have been practicing for over all of these years. This is it. Right now.”
The ultimate test of our practice is to keep moving even inside a swirling maelstrom of Chaos. To find a way to ride the Chaos so it doesn’t destroy us. As the rhythm of Chaos unfolded, I was often low, finding a growling thread of Staccato, realizing the need for action. Deep in my knees and hips, I held my arms cactus-like and rocked and cracked into my upper spine at great velocity. I joined two friends, including the very woman who brought me to a 5Rhythms class for the first time over ten years ago, and we leapt and twisted and spun, inspiring me into a whole new set of gestures and ways of working with weight and extension, every minute muscle of my feet steering me into unending expression. I moved around the room and joined with several others in sequence, including with a man I hadn’t seen before whose lyrical expression of Chaos softened me into joy.
This school year, I will be teaching mindfulness & meditation to nearly my entire school community, going into many different classrooms for 20 minutes each week. I thought about how I would introduce the work. “Dear Ones, this world is crazy,” I rehearsed in my head, “We have hurricanes, earthquakes, racism. Donald Trump. There is pretty much nothing in the external world around us that we can count on. Even if you are lucky enough to have a safe home, enough money, classrooms where you feel respected and valued. Even if you have all that stuff, at some point, you, too, are going to feel like the world is crazy. Because that’s what the world does. It’s always changing and throwing new stuff at us. Since the external world is so crazy and is constantly shifting and changing, we can’t rely on it for our sense of peace and safety. Our only hope is to develop our internal world, what’s inside, so that we have at least one place of refuge we can count on, that’s always available to us, regardless of our shifting circumstances.”
In the second wave, I grew slightly distracted as a result of rehearsing my speech in my head. I forced myself to return attention to my feet, telling myself my speech would all still be there later on, after it was no longer time to practice; and I moved around the room in Flowing. I met the blue-green eyes of a woman who was close to my own diminutive height and felt flooded with sadness, receiving, feeling the emotions around me. I noted that I had hunger pangs and put my hand to my lower stomach. My energy dipped slightly. Playful regardless, I knelt with my forehead down next to two friends who were back to back, and they inched their feet apart, delighting me by making a little bridge for me to crawl under. I squirmed to the other side of them, then pushed hard on the ball of my right foot, leaping high into the air and curving into emphatic motion like a cartoon wizard casting a lightning spell.
I had another wind during the closing gestures of the class. In Lyrical, I, like many others, swooped throughout the room, joining other dancers in brief partnerships. In Stillness, I keyed into tiny articulations of my coccyx and lower spine, closing my eyes and feeling the movement of energy throughout my body, moving my hands in space as these quiet modulations swept to my edges. Jason gathered us into a big circle where we continued to move in Stillness, ending at last with several deep, collective breaths.
At the end of the class, I chatted for a moment with an effusive, beaming first-time 5Rhythms dancer who I had helped to greet. Then, I spoke with a friend who had seemed interior during the class, and learned that many of her family members live in the southern part of Florida, where they were being pummeled by Hurricane Irma even as we spoke, her eyes pinched in pain, her shoulders raised, her tone incredulous.
September 10, 2017, Brooklyn, NYC
( First image: of St. Thomas after Hurricane Irma from nydailynews.com. Second image: nbcnews.com of Florida during Irma)
Notes on Practice: Flying in Formation
At Riis Park, the solitary birds are my first dance partners this morning. Before long, however, I join with an entire flock, soaring as they soar, holding my arms out wide, twisting in an arc as they move to the farthest edge of an orbit, sinking deep and looping one arm through the other as they change sides, rising suddenly and falling back into my edge, my feet grinding circles in the cold winter sand, covering vast distances on the deserted beach. Seeking solace and insight in these deeply troubling times, I planned this artwork performance—a ritual, of sorts—hoping to find some clues to show me the way forward.
Another place I go to seek solace and insight are 5Rhythms classes and workshops. Created by Gabrielle Roth in the 1980’s, 5Rhythms is a dance and movement meditation practice that embodies Gabrielle’s vision, “A body in motion will heal itself.” The five rhythms are Flowing, Staccato, Chaos, Lyrical and Stillness. Each rhythm has its own character, which becomes territory for endless experiments. To dance a wave is to pass through each of the 5Rhythms in sequence. In a typical two-hour class, we move through two waves. On first glance, a 5Rhythms room would probably just look like a wild dance club, but for most people it is also much more. For me, it is laboratory for life, encompassing psychological, emotional, philosophical, interpersonal and shamanic levels.
At a 5Rhythms class just a few days before the performance at Riis Park, 5Rhythms teacher Tammy Burstein says, “We don’t have to just be at a loss, because we have a map,” remarking that many people seem to be stepping into the class “still carrying a lot.” In having a map, we have the comfort of knowing that we have a way forward that doesn’t rely solely on our own initiative or motivation. This is particularly useful when we feel stuck or overwhelmed, as many, including myself, have felt for the last several months.
Waiting in line for the bathroom before class, a woman I had shared a dance with the week before says, “I love your dance. It is like you are always weaving, somehow.” I think she is talking about the way I move through the room, sharing dances, winding gestures inside the empty spaces, and following the currents caused by the many moving bodies. I introduce myself and smile, thanking her for the compliment and for the feedback.
Notes on Practice: Love Letter to Flowing
“The Earth is above you, below you, all around you and even inside you. The Earth is everywhere. You may be used to thinking of the Earth as only the ground beneath your feet. But the water, the sea, the sky, and everything around us comes from the Earth.” –Thich Nhat Hanh, “Love Letter to the Earth”
I have always loved benignly notable weather events. I love the slower pace, I love that the collective experience of the weather dominates all of our minds, and that our push toward individual achievement fades—if briefly—to the background. The unexpected accumulation of five or six inches of snow in the past two days is a delightful surprise. Yesterday, my six-year-old son, Simon, and I went sledding in Fort Greene Park despite very cold temperatures, then returned to the warm house and sat on the couch together, each reading independently, our giant, fluffy cat purring and rubbing her head on us affectionately.