Recently, I started painting walls and furniture for a living. Keping myself creative somehow while making sure I can still get food for me and my animals is crucial. But I needed more than just a job. I needed to paint. With my hands. In the same way how I needed to start gardening, and grow food with my hands...
Recently, I had a dream, chasing through diferent countries, searching for spaces to dance and build a community dance center, I kept stopping everywhere on the field to paint stones in white. My partner was asking me to keep moving forward and go to perform, as we were just about to go on stage, but I kept staring at these stones on the field, with a sense of emegency and a strong fixation to keep painting them white and finish all of them before i go on stage again. I woke up confused and in pain remembering I have no reason to dance and noone to tell stories to with my dance. Then i checked my newsfeed and found a video of people all over the world dancing on an irish tune... between tears i mumbled 'Jeez I love dance soo much...i dont know why I dance but I miss dancing soo much!'
Recently, watching an old video of site-specific improvisation I did some years ago in random locations, I was told I dance too much with my hands. The competitive little me inside who doesn't like criticism at all, immediately added one more reason to depress about the pointless existance of a dancer I have. Since nobody sees me dance, and perhaps even I am not very good at it after this feedback, and on top I still refuse to exhibit my skills online every day, why bother at all with movement and maybe best to find a new form of expressing my inner stories...
Recently, I was researching on Trauma healing for a future collaboration, and also considering to mix my medical studies with my artistic studies and perhaps rethink my career to become a trauma healer, I found out about the Healing Hands and how touching with care or doing things with care using your hands, has an immense healing power over emotional pain. We already do know form Qigong and reiki that the hands are the main pathways of energy, but aparently, more thatn just transmitting energy, hands have a transformative capacity to change specific enrgy vibration from within the body and move it outside of the body into a new form. Hence, seems like 'handwerk' and any handcraftings or generally any activities involving the hands, made with love and compassion, are chanelling the painful and blocked energy out of your body...I ahve danced with my ahdns since I was young, I guess intuitively I was constantly working on self healing.
Recently, I remembered that meeting dance was a gift and something I had been doing my whole life without knowing. I still dont know why and for whom I dance, but I have no choice but to keep trying... today I went for a swim in Weissensee and danced for an old Willow tree.
Recently, I had a dream, chasing through diferent countries, searching for spaces to dance and build a community dance center, I kept stopping everywhere on the field to paint stones in white. My partner was asking me to keep moving forward and go to perform, as we were just about to go on stage, but I kept staring at these stones on the field, with a sense of emegency and a strong fixation to keep painting them white and finish all of them before i go on stage again. I woke up confused and in pain remembering I have no reason to dance and noone to tell stories to with my dance. Then i checked my newsfeed and found a video of people all over the world dancing on an irish tune... between tears i mumbled 'Jeez I love dance soo much...i dont know why I dance but I miss dancing soo much!'
Recently, watching an old video of site-specific improvisation I did some years ago in random locations, I was told I dance too much with my hands. The competitive little me inside who doesn't like criticism at all, immediately added one more reason to depress about the pointless existance of a dancer I have. Since nobody sees me dance, and perhaps even I am not very good at it after this feedback, and on top I still refuse to exhibit my skills online every day, why bother at all with movement and maybe best to find a new form of expressing my inner stories...
Recently, I was researching on Trauma healing for a future collaboration, and also considering to mix my medical studies with my artistic studies and perhaps rethink my career to become a trauma healer, I found out about the Healing Hands and how touching with care or doing things with care using your hands, has an immense healing power over emotional pain. We already do know form Qigong and reiki that the hands are the main pathways of energy, but aparently, more thatn just transmitting energy, hands have a transformative capacity to change specific enrgy vibration from within the body and move it outside of the body into a new form. Hence, seems like 'handwerk' and any handcraftings or generally any activities involving the hands, made with love and compassion, are chanelling the painful and blocked energy out of your body...I ahve danced with my ahdns since I was young, I guess intuitively I was constantly working on self healing.
Recently, I remembered that meeting dance was a gift and something I had been doing my whole life without knowing. I still dont know why and for whom I dance, but I have no choice but to keep trying... today I went for a swim in Weissensee and danced for an old Willow tree.