MOVEMENT IS REVELATION
Yogic movement - as I understand it - is not accomplishment or dependent on any kind of 'mobility' or strength. Yogic movement is an inquiry. It is a process of discovering our own hearts, minds, hangups and habituated reactionary patterns.
Movement is revelation. I've never paid attention in this way before. I've never felt these kinds of things before. I didn't realize the way I feel - about myself, about the world, all of the time - could change.
Through movement we can feel our own self. The soul, what have you.
We watch our emotions and stories and terrors flit and flicker through experience, through the muscle, across the senses. As we watch, we begin to know: in our bones: in the pulse: in the gut:
our feelings are not so entrenched as we thought they were. It is possible to let go. We can feel more than we ever believed we could feel. Through movement we see how our lives live on in the flesh; a story of our uniqueness, a riddle of our characters, an invitation to change.
We fall into an openness in which our history is not the end of the story, but the beginning of a new story. Movement is revelation. Movement is grace. Movement is the long needed liberation from our petty and ancient and societal suffering. This is profound. Movement is a reclamation of our curves, our wounds, our sadness, our pride and our vulnerability. Movement is an expression. A reclamation of our voice and of our time. Movement is the embodiment of our sweeter emotions, a dance we accept, a bow to everything.