I almost missed it in the flow of the rhythm eagerly inviting me to continue to “pulse” along. It’s ok, I’m not missing out if I don’t “follow the beat” by the tact, I thought.
Stop. Breathe. My form was held in a twisted shape.
What was this about exactly?
….ah…. I had always enjoyed prowess until I finished my professional dance studies. Then, it became “serious” to move. No space for fun or just “winging” it. I HAD to move to make money and survive.
I’m here. I’m listening. You are safe to feel it all.
This is narcissism. You position things in order to coerce or manipulate an outcome.
Our body stores it all and responds.
We ARE more sacred than we could ever “think”.