Today it got warm outside, so we chose to teach outdoors. Students wrote acrostic poems using their names as a launch point and they wrote beautifully. My MICHELLE poem is somewhere on the desk in a huge pile of memories. Instead, here is a contribution to narrative hot air:
I invite the participants in our workshop to try a bit of a body prayer. To visualize themselves as they were, as they are, as they will be. Most breathe quietly and give voice to the present with Om, or Sighs, or Silence.
I invite them to gesture their presence, their motion, their stillness and most remain seated. Breathing and wondering what the crazy lady “wants” them to do when she says “assign a motion to today and let it flow through your very cells and follow that impulse with your body and brain in harmony.”
I am so California, so woo woo, so delighted when one young woman unfolds herself and freefalls to her tomorrow.
Did I mention the other part of the 30 day challenge is to read a poem a day, too?