Tuesday, December 21, 2004

gotcha

We dance and fall into the rhythm of the music and our heart beats. We dance and play and fall into a creative space that is all about motion. Sometimes the music lifts us up and holds us in a spin of joy and sometimes it calls us to shake our booties and get down. Sometimes we dance without music inspired by each others presence, by the flow of time and the brush of our partner’s hair and the sound cars passing by on the street.

In these times when we have surrendered everything to the movement and to our creative flow there are ‘gotcha’ moments. Moments of sure pleasure or joy, moments that cause our heads to turn and cause us to laugh and break out of what we were doing. If we are performing we walk through those moments of absurdity and audience laughs as they witness the absurdity of joy, life, humaness. When we are just playing on a Sunday morning they break the rhythm and flow of the dance. The ‘gothchas’ change the direction of what we are doing by calling up our awareness like the ringing of a bell. They are the finger pointing at the moon that tells us we are humans: humans aware that we are playing; humans aware that we are ridiculous; humans aware that we are dancing; humans aware that we are vulnerable creatures seeking joy and pleasure and love.

There are ‘gotcha’ moments in ‘real life’ too. Sometimes they are absurd. Sometimes they are profound. They call us directly into the moment and shift our perspective. They happen on the street when we witness someone in true pain or in true joy. The happen in a moment when two people recognize the same absurdity instantaneously. They happen when emotion is real and raw and unhidden. They happen more frequently on the dance floor than in ‘real life.’ I allow myself to be vulnerable on the dance floor. I allow myself to seek what I desire and to give what others desire. I look into the eyes of my partner and I see the depth of who they are and I see our ability to play and create and I am struck with deep love. And that is enough to get me through each day.

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