Dancing with my Self

Let it emerge.

Don't get enamored with yourself or anybody else.

Accept yourself as you are without judgement. see what is. you have no further problem. (Alan Watts)

without judgement

Establishing self connection, you can't rush it. wait for it to arise

re-finding....

prioritizing allowing myself

(In every moment, watch what you are doing, you must be simply, awake and relaxed- A. Watts)

wait for the inspiration

you have to not know

refining

allowing myself

(become yourself)

Discovery

every moment

(you have to let yourself happen)

not knowing

become liberated. Be You, not knowing,

not knowing, not knowing, waiting, ready to hear.

Don't let repetition ever really be repetition

don't go mindless; every repeat is a new movement

Don't try to predict your movements.

Let them come to you as inspirations; authentically arising movement

Catching different parts of the music, whatever part you fancy

whatever feels good, breath as a support

Every movement like it's the first time you've ever done it, but your body already knows how; your energy is filling every fiber of your body

not knowing... Being; responsive, including.

Don't let your thoughts make you do anything. wait for it, no need to push.

No right way or wrong way (what a relief)

Include someone

relating to this person moving; giving my attention to that person (me dancing with me on screen)

Changing it up, that's important, otherwise you fall asleep.

Fascination, self fascination

fascination, fascination with what is happening. I am a happening. Every moment new, every moment interesting. Not mentally interesting, energetically interesting. So much novelty in a container of a known field of movement

relating with self, with other, with the music.

Its a new, unknown song. My body doesn't even know where it's going.

But I'm trusting, fully listening.

and connected to my joy, my aliveness, my pleasure my playfulness.

I live to play

I invite you to play with me.

Okay.

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