“Be the poetry of the movement to find the voice connected to the heart connected to the feet. To be able to stand in it and serve with it. Just be a catalyst. Art is the soul food each person needs.” – Gabrielle Roth
I loved the transparency and honesty of the tribal life. When I grew older I lost touch to this nourishing and healing connection – to the tribal field. Meeting the 5Rhythms was like coming home. To my tribe.
Sexual rape is like a large tattoo on the soul. It takes all your freedom away in just a few minutes. Not only sexual rape but “any abuse” can affect our sexual holy place.
29 years ago I arrived on a 5Rhythms dance floor with a background in a handful of ballet, my arms & legs full of sports & my whole body full of African & Contemporary dance. I was familiar with improvising movement but not in connection with my emotions. It was the rhythm of Chaos that opened my heart & allowed me to release the shackles of the emotional straight jacket I was living in.
Looking back, I see that I was engaged in an important struggle. My autonomy was vital – the space to be as I am, self-directed and free to express and dance in my own way. Belonging was vital – needing the nourishment of a tribe – and wanting to explore what happens when we are who we are together. Surrendering to the dynamic flow between these needs was my struggle.
“To the beat of the drum we travel on
Courageous we sail into the storm
Singing our song and feeling strong
On a voyage to where we all belong”
~Morcheeba – Beat of the Drum
I have always felt hopelessly attracted by the rhythm. I bought myself a pair of drumsticks when I was 6 – it was my first owned part from an entire drum set.
Then I got distracted following 1000 other threads: studies, ballet classes and a huge list of projects and ’to do things‘.