Category: Uncategorized
-
Hard armor, soft soul: A dance that turns limbs to liquid
The first quarter of a movement meditation class is usually a warm-up for me, a woman in her 40s. Even after the designated 10-minute-or-so settling in period, my arms, legs, and neck still feel like rigid sticks and twigs protruding from my tree trunk of a torso. I am hyperaware of stiffness, the creakiness in…
Dancing Your Depths 