The dance is beginning to live in me, breathe me, move me. Ai! I have just returned from a wondrous - and intense! - week at ALIA in Europe. I landed this afternoon, happy and tired. I went to bed early this evening with my little people. And then began to dream about dancing. I danced and danced and realised in my dream that I was about to miss my 205th day of dance. The dancer woke me, gently yet insistenly, and we have just danced, swirled, flowed. I am sooooo grateful for this movement of grace through my body and soul. And thank you to all the beautiful people at ALIA who joined me in the dance.
Posted on: Sun, 30 Mar 2014 20:27:10 +0000
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