OPIS

 Do you have the discipline to be a free spirit?

During the workshops we will be exploring the possibility of diving deeper into the practice of 5Rhythms (Flowing, Staccato, Chaos, Lyrical, Stillness) using the dance and live music as a traditional tool to access the state of trance. 5Rhythms are gateways on the way back to a real self, a vulnerable, wild, passionate, instinctive self. When we embody the rhythms, the dance gives us an opportunity to dive deeper in to the state of trance where we can break free of our illusions and head trips. The simple practice brings us back to our bodies, to the present moment.

This poem by  Sarah Harvey puts it so well:

'It rises up like molten lava in your throat, so hot and fierce, so dangerous and beautiful.
You can’t swallow it down anymore.
You can’t fight it anymore.
You can’t lie to yourself anymore.
Sighing deeply, looking down at the damp emerald grass, you see that your legs are paralyzed, glued in place, shaking with icy-cold currents of fear.
They won’t move; they can’t move.
You can’t move.
You’re stuck.
In an awkward fold of time between past and future—you’re no longer willing to be who you used to be, but you’re scared sh*tless to be who you really are.
Hunching over, you sob in desperate agony until you’re hot and breathless, sweaty with frustration, ready to just give up.
But then—you hear your heart beating.
It beats slowly at first, then wildly.
It sounds so sure of herself.
And for one tiny, stardust-laced second, you believe.
You believe in yourself.
You take a step.
A risk.
A leap.
You open up—just a little bit,
And it happens.
In this moment of pure-spun bravery, you surrender to the harsh pulls of life.
No longer stuck in place, clarity trickles in like rain.
You see that staying numb and small and quietly miserable is no longer an option.
You see that tying back those precious wings that burn with longing for flight is no longer an option.
Life is pushing you..
Let it.
When it grabs you by the throat and breathes fire down your neck, melting every resistant pore of your exhausted being, welcome it.
Your tears guiding you like red flashlights through the dark caves of your heart
And when you’re ready, believe.
Believe in yourself.
Feel your heart’s wild, electric beats
Soar! When you ready.'