Lucia Dancing

After spending a semester engaging in mind-body movement exercises, authentic movement exploration, and automatic writing, automatic writing paired with movement has become a meditative practice for me. I decided to use this blog as a way of continuing my ruminations and reflecting on my adventures by grounding myself in my practice. A documentative meditation of sorts. This practice is simple: My movement comes from a variety of improvisational formats. Depending on the setting and my creative inclinations about a particular space, I engage in improvised movement and/or authentic movement, motivated by impulse, reaction to a space, or a specific prompt I give myself. Directly following my dancing, I engage in automatic writing. Automatic writing simply means writing for a set amount of time without editing or controlling what comes out on the page. The goal is to give the body a space to process whatever it needs to, either related to the dancing or to other circumstances in the bod...

Spent some time today reflecting on the journey ahead and soaking up the sun in my living room. Ft. Royalton Community Radio. begin freewrite. Today I have to converse with some of the bubbling feelings churning inside. Home is so strong in my bones and my blood right now and I've long since learned that transition and goodbyes are things that affect me so. Oh doesn't it feel good to dance through this height of emotion. I've been moving all day, letting home sink into my cells so that when I fly off to a new land I'll carry it with me wherever I go. I've come to know place really matters to me, and so I'm grateful I get to always carry this home with me as I go off to new ones. Funny that I deal by shaking and giggling and throwing my body into this special place, when what I really am doing is soaking it in like a sponge. 

Sometimes I need to process my feelings by having a big solo dance party. I made this video to celebrate one of my dearest friends' birthday, but also to let a bit of the emotion I am carrying about leaving this special home work itself out through movement. Some of it wanted to be shaken off, and some of it just needed to sink in. Either way, I am equal parts sad to leave my family and overjoyed to begin this journey!