Today I skipped and did pirouettes down the street (Venice Blvd to be exact). It was leftover glow from the 5Rhythms class at the Masonic Lodge in Culver City that happens on Sundays. If you don't know what 5Rhythms is, it's dancing in a studio with bare feet, and the idea is that you are letting your body do the dancing without concern for social expectations. Ever since discovering this form of dance I can't go clubbing again.
This was the first time I attended a conscious dance class since coming back to LA. It far exceeded my expectations - almost 3 hours of dancing with 40 or so people to beautiful music, completed by a circle holding hands. And a sweet ritual for a birthday girl where she went into the center of the circle and was lifted up by many hands while everyone was OM-ing at her and sending her loving energy. If this sounds too out there, don't knock it till you try it! I know I'll take loving energy from 39 other people sent my way any time. I cried even before she did.
A temporary dip into loneliness in the evening, but I somehow brought myself out, and that's when I ended up skipping down the street. The skipping didn't come right away. First I had to look at the loneliness and see the falseness of it. The old story. Its' premise is all off - that I need something or someone else to fill up. No, I just need to see that I'm already full, even without 5Rhythms. And whenever I want company, the class is there, a gazillion other groups are there, and my sweet friends are always there.
And that's the end of another Venice weekend!
This was the first time I attended a conscious dance class since coming back to LA. It far exceeded my expectations - almost 3 hours of dancing with 40 or so people to beautiful music, completed by a circle holding hands. And a sweet ritual for a birthday girl where she went into the center of the circle and was lifted up by many hands while everyone was OM-ing at her and sending her loving energy. If this sounds too out there, don't knock it till you try it! I know I'll take loving energy from 39 other people sent my way any time. I cried even before she did.
A temporary dip into loneliness in the evening, but I somehow brought myself out, and that's when I ended up skipping down the street. The skipping didn't come right away. First I had to look at the loneliness and see the falseness of it. The old story. Its' premise is all off - that I need something or someone else to fill up. No, I just need to see that I'm already full, even without 5Rhythms. And whenever I want company, the class is there, a gazillion other groups are there, and my sweet friends are always there.
And that's the end of another Venice weekend!
