Embarrassed because I missed last week (again), embarrassed that I was late again today, embarrassed because I'm choosing this practice over reading for class, grateful for a body that still feels awake from Contact Improv last night and still feels ripples of love from other bodies moving through it.Contemplative Practice (7 minutes):
Meditated in half lotus with eyes open. Noticed the changing light in the room.
Warm up (15 minutes):
Stretched while singing "When the River Meets the Sea."
"Polished" body with hands, then with other-than-hands. Really trying to sense deeply the points of contact between self and self.
While polishing, spoke stream-of-consciousness about what I was feeling. Thought about terms we have for this: "verbal diarrhea," and "discharging." Why are all the terms to describe speaking freely about inside experiences so gross?
Thought about feelings as skin. Polishing skin, polishing emotional surfaces.
Training (35 minutes):
Did 100 jumping jacks followed by body scan.
Chose part of body to focus on for the day. Avoided places that called out for focus due to pain (shoulders, neck, foot) and instead chose body part that felt good: skin.
Moved as if skin was a bubble
Worked with negative space around skin a la Contact Improv. Moved with almost-touch.
Worked with vulnerability of wrist skin.
Tried to avoid being too hand-focused. Worked with legs and leg skin, both touch and almost-touch.
Moved with "thick skin" (where are the thin places?)
Moved with "thin skin" (where are the thick places?)
Did 100 more jumping jacks. Did second body scan. Compared difference
Video card ran out of memory.
Sang (no words) and moved around space for 5 unrecorded minutes. Acoustics exquisite and strange.
Note taking (5 minutes):
Took notes in space then moved to the dance lounge to write Tiny Imaginary Play #5 next to some fragrant eucalyptus stems in a vase. The weather is dramatic.
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