life imitates art…

Life imitates art imitates life imitates art.  And I absolutely count on that.  Because a week ago, on the brink of teaching 5Rhythms Wednesday and Sunday, I was entirely clueless about what direction to move us.  So I took a walk. The rhythm of my body in motion is a psychic fog clearer that allows the nitty gritty of true aliveness to inspire its way through.  And there it was.

This feeling lately that I’m living on a teeter totter. On so many levels.  The daily news offers a whiff of hope and I take the bait.  Feel lifted and light, confident and bright.  Next moment I open eyes and heart and the awful dumps in--- our ailing nation, conflicted globe, struggling planet. And I collapse, heavy in despair.  A teeter totter.  And it’s not just what’s out there.  Inside, personally, I’m going through a sleepless chapter. Maybe the stress of reality has set my nervous system on fire.

But this was it.  This was the nitty gritty of aliveness trying to inspire its way through.  So often in moments like this I feel Gabrielle Roth at my back, nudging, whispering: 

“Mine is the art of inspiring people to turn themselves inside out, transform their suffering into art,

their art into awareness and their awareness into action.”

So there it was.  Marching orders. Turn this suffering into art.  Life imitating art imitating life.  So I pulled music, played with different ways to embody heavy and light.  How to dance on the line between lift and collapse.  To feel the possibility of both/and instead of either/or.  To physically explore the middle ground between despair and hope.  And, when I inspired folks to turn themselves inside out, I witnessed a whole room of people turning art into awareness.  We are all living in the same crazy world.  I have learned to trust my instinct for clues about the universality of our experience.

If you’re so inclined, you could designate one side of your room as light and the other side as heavy.  Move between these poles supported by the music by Luis Paniagua from Sunday : Me Muevo Before you even begin to move notice if you have a story about these two extremes.  That’s O.K. But here’s the truth: if you just go with the physical sensation, you can count on the physical art of simply feeling light and heavy to deliver you into authentic awareness. The story will be revealed.

 Let me know about your experience.  I love to hear from you.

  ❤️Bella

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