Saturday, March 12, 2011

rock steady love

On a Day When the Wind is Perfect

On a day when the wind is perfect,
the sail just needs to open and the world is full of beauty.
Today is such a day...
The living heart gives to us as does that luminous sphere,
both caress the earth with great tenderness.
This is a breeze that can enter the soul.
This love I know plays a drum...
Peace is wonderful,
but ecstatic dance is more fun...
On a day when the wind is perfect,
the sail just needs to open
and the love starts.
Today is such a day.
~ Rumi ~
I love what the wind symbolizes - the winds of change, letting worries go into the wind, being taken by the wind... etc. Also, many of the dances I have enjoyed most in nature were ones in which the wind was a dance partner. I have found the wind to be such a good teacher in spontaneity as it is always changing it's direction and intensity - moment to moment. Many of the dances were 'buffets' with the wind!
However, I also find being in the wind very unsettling to my nervous system and after being in the wind will often feel inwardly rattled and mentally space-y. At those times I long to feel grounded and connect deeply to the earth to counterbalance those feelings.
In our last dance mentorship session together Momo suggested I practice with a large rock in the shape of a heart that was given to me by a friend. Not only to dance the symbolism of the 'heart' itself, but with the idea of using it to connect with gravity and the earth element.
Today was a perfect day to spontaneously explore my love / hate relationship to the wind and to express my gratitude to Mama Earth (in the form of rock) for keeping me connected to the Earth as I was being tossed about.
Grateful for our collaboration here... love...
Music: Chopin
Film by Brooke

1 comment:

  1. all this natural beauty is so healing to witness.the sunlight! Beautiful! I spend too much time cursing the wind! (slows me down on my bike and tosses my hat off my head) Nice to remember to dance with the power of it instead of to fight, fight, fight all the time.

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