When our spirit is separated from flesh our soul is diminished with in the body, withering to a dormant seed of un-lived creative potential.
The Alchemist in us takes our pain and creates compassion, takes Inertia and creates a symphony of dynamic movement, releases our verbal wound to a dialog of ecstatic speech and song of grace .The Alchemist is our power to heal the wounded warrior with in.
In the dance we discover parts of ourself we have disowned, flesh and bone harboring the tissue memory of unmoved energy. Dancings the shadows that separate, we kiss the darkness and explore "what is"as free flowing energy and de lighten our historic weight into the lightness of being.
Given permission and acceptance for these aspects of our self to move and inter great we defuse there power over us and our wounds become the cornerstone for our life to be realized as pure creative possibility and potential and the foundation for the simplicity of everyday living to be discovered and experienced as sacred mystery.
Oya Moore.
