Hello, Beloved Dancers.
This week I read a Facebook post that really resonated with me. To give some small credit where credit is due, I should mention that I discovered this post on the page of my friend and fellow dancer, Eliezer Sobel. Bless the dancers everywhere for their big open hearts, creativity, generosity, and kindness. I generally love the things dancers post. . . .. especially this one. What you are about to read is a quote by Alan Watts. “When a cat falls out of a tree, it lets go of itself. The cat becomes completely relaxed, and lands lightly on the ground. But if a cat were about to fall out of a tree and suddenly make up its mind that it didn’t want to fall, it would become tense and rigid, and would be just a bag of broken bones upon landing.
“In the same way, it is the philosophy of the Dao that we are all fall off a tree, at every moment of our lives. As a matter of f act, the moment we were born we were kicked off a precipice and we are falling, and there is nothing that can stop it.
“So instead of living in a state of chronic tension, and clinging to all sorts of things that are actually falling with us because the whole world is impermanent, be like a cat.”
Be like a cat! Such a simple and yet profound invitation. I find that I so often resist what’s happening on a day to day basis and my resistance is a patterned behavior. I sometimes even find myself subtly resisting things I want to do. When I’m able to change my mindset from, “I have to X” to “I get to do X”, everything changes. I feel the change in my core. There comes with this change of mindset an ease of being. Dance teaches us how to move in the world without rigidity, but instead with a sense of flow and acceptance.
Join me on the dance floor tomorrow morning for we have a very special guest, Andrea Juhan will be holding the space, providing the music, and sharing her shimmering wisdom and loving kindness with us.
I know there’s rain in the forecast tomorrow, so let me know if you plan on dancing at Dunphy Park (I might come join you), but more than likely, I’ll be dancing in my living room and seeing you beautiful dancers on zoom.
Here’s the link: DISCOLOGY
Here’s the poem.
Yes by William Stafford
It could happen any time, tornado,
earthquake, Armageddon. It could happen.
Or sunshine, love, salvation.
It could you know. That’s why we wake
and look out—no guarantees
in this life.
But some bonuses, like morning,
like right now, like noon,
Sending love and the hope that we have a nice, gentle rain all day tomorrow.