Begin Again
I wondered if I might come up with some brilliant new format for offering these lessons, but that never happened. So, we’ll just begin again.
I wondered if I might come up with some brilliant new format for offering these lessons, but that never happened. So, we’ll just begin again.
We can move our bodies this way and that, getting in touch with something deep inside ourselves—our bones, our muscles, our feelings—and discover new ways of moving in the world.
I’m using what I teach—and trying to remember to practice what I preach.
I loved listening to the creek. I guess it spoke to something deep inside me, because now I go back as often as I can and listen some more.
My wish for you is that the contrast between light and dark, joy and sorrow, sadness and delight, enriches your experience. I hope that when you light a candle, connect with a friend or loved one, that the light, joy and delight shine ever more brightly.
Find delightful ways to let the light in. Physical and metaphorical ways. Enjoy the late afternoon sun dancing in the trees; light a candle—or two or three: look for beauty somewhere close by; and look for the light in someone else’s eyes. As my father-in-law said, “It’ll do you good and help you too.”
It’s been really fun to acknowledge that I know enough. Enough for now. Enough to play with what I’ve got on hand. And when I don’t know enough, there’s always google and youtube and wonderful friends with great expertise.
As we close out our celebration of Thanksgiving and turn toward Hanukkah, Christmas, and the new year, how beautiful it is to begin with lighting candles.
For the month of January, 2022, I’m taking the group lessons off of the calendar. A pause for me to rest and reflect on what I’ve learned with y’all during the last couple of years. A pause to integrate some of that experience. And a pause that I suspect will allow me to come back with renewed insight—and perhaps improved abilities—in February.
I used to have the idea that artists had a fully formed image of what they were going to create, before they grabbed the paintbrush. Now I’ve recognized that there are multiple ways to create. Make that infinite ways to create.
