We've uploaded photos showing some of the work we've been doing at the Transition 9. Here is a few, the rest are on our art events and gallery page. Any enquiries or comments gladly received... Photos bellow are copyright of Steve Tanner
Preparing to dance, I stretch
out my sense-antennas. I scan the distance
by listening through my body. I smell, I observe and finally notice. Upon gestural agreement, gently, I touch my
partner. We get closer and closer. We drop into the meeting
of our skins - the periphery at which we affirm our separation, as well as begin
to flow into and through one another. And, as we softly spread along this permeable
boundary, our breathing, now via the skin pores, begins to expand and relax too. At that moment, I begin
to feel a pull towards the darkness of the inner caves and caverns of our
bodies – the deeper intimacy. I turn to the inner eye, the senses that 'see' in the dark. And within this realm
of imagination, but also simply bodily knowing, I begin to track, not only
shapes, but also the core impulses of our movement. I continue to sense, although
that sense has now become a full-bodied feeling. I half or even fully close my
eyes. Then, as I drop into trusting this feeling ev…
After quite a few years, I am back to the blog! This time round, I am going to offer some of my writing. As English is not my first language, I have certain amount of nervousness doing this, but I also have trust that what needs to be communicated, will be! So, to begin this journey, here is my recent musing on love:
The simplest yet most profound form of our human journey is one of Love.
Magical and indescribable, often misconstrued, oppressed, secret and untapped, but mostly passionate, beautiful, sensual, sexual and essential. Love is a myriad of faces, in one.
Love cannot be won, coaxed, willed or owned, only recognized. Stretching us between heavenly longing and earthly belonging, love is each of our mysterious call to a life of exciting discovery.
Like a curious Child, love nudges us towards places unreachable by the overtly critical eyes. From within the darkness, it beckons us to enter the wild, the hidden and the yet untouched landscapes of the soul.