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June, 2014

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June, 2014

Sacred Sites

Warm, drier weather means the summer months are a great time to get out and visit sacred sites in your local area. Or perhaps your holiday trips will give you the chance to visit some further afield. Either way, now is a good time to do some research and plan some trips over the next few months.

Do you have a favourite place to visit in your local area? You may be lucky enough to live near one of the better known sacred sites such as Stonehenge or Tara, the Parthenon in Athens, or the Goddess Temples in Malta. The advantage of this is that you can probably visit at different times of day and different times of year, experiencing the atmosphere at dawn or midday or midnight, in sun and rain and mist. The downside is that quite often we take the things on our doorstep for granted, or keep thinking that ‘a visit is not really convenient this week, but I can go another time…’, and then not ever actually get around to making that visit. Somehow when you know you’re only going to be in the vicinity of something for a short time, it concentrates the mind and you make sure you get there no matter what! The other downside of living near somewhere really well known is that it is likely to be bustling with visitors a lot of the time. Sometimes this can add to the atmosphere, but often what you really want is some quiet, meditative time to immerse yourself in the place. Crowds of tourists are not conducive to this process! A lesser known site is often much quieter and easier to connect with.

Perhaps your local sacred site is sacred only to you, or a small number of people. An atmospheric grove in the forest, a quiet beach, a windy hilltop, a special rock in the meadow where you can sit and listen to birdsong. A place can touch your soul for many different reasons. By visiting your special place over and over again, you make a real connection to it and form a relationship with its spirit.

Sometimes you find a sense of the sacred where you don’t expect it. When I visited La Sagrada Familia cathedral in Barcelona, not being a Christian I expected to find the architecture interesting but I had no expectation of being spiritually moved by the place. Boy was I wrong! The sense of spirit I encountered there moved me to tears. All the more surprising since the place is such a massive project it is still incomplete, despite being started in 1882. This is a reminder that it’s probably a good idea to retain an open mind about what is and is not ‘sacred’. You may find a famous sacred site leaves you unmoved and disappointed, and yet somewhere you had no preconceptions about simply takes your breath away. We are all different and we will all react to and connect with different places in our own way.

When visiting a sacred site it is best to approach the place with respect, with an openness and willingness to see what the site has to say or show to you. You may sense the presence of a genius loci, or ancestral spirits, or some kind of guardian. You may feel nothing, you may have a life-changing moment of connection, or you may experience something completely different to whatever you expected. Be respectful. Don’t barge in, don’t force your preconceptions on the place, ask permission of the site before doing anything. And it goes without saying that you should not do any damage or leave any rubbish behind. As the old saying goes, leave only footprints, take only memories (or photos!). It may be OK to leave a small, biodegradable token (such as a flower or feather), but please don’t leave things like crystals or candles where they don’t belong, however well-intentioned your gift. I once visited West Kennet long barrow near Avebury, only to find the inside full of burning tea-light candles. The flickering candlelight looked magical and I was enchanted until I realised that the candles were leaving sooty deposits on the walls of the long barrow and the heat of them was in danger of cracking the ancient stones. I have no doubt that whoever had left them there had done so reverently and with the best of intentions. But it was an ill thought out gesture that actually threatened to damage the very place this person or persons had sought to honour.

Finally, you may choose to create your very own sacred site wherever you live. This could be as simple as an altar in a corner of your bedroom or a shrine or even something as elaborate as a stone circle in your garden. As with so much in magic, it is the intention that is important. However simple or fancy your site, it is by respecting it, honouring it, and building a relationship with it over time that it becomes ‘sacred’. This means effort is needed, but it is effort well-spent. Over time the connection you will make with the spirit of your sacred site will grow and grow, and you won’t have to spend a fortune travelling to Glastonbury or Chartres or Uluru to encounter the sacred (although you can still do that too!). It will be right there in your very own place.

Mama Donna’s Spirit Shop

Connecting With Nature

June, 2014

Daily Rituals

Our daily habits determine how successful we are in life and who we become. What we put into our minds determines our outlook on life. To help me grow and be positive there are some things I try to do every day. Those are:

Be grateful – when you first wake up in the morning, think of some things that you are grateful for such as your family, friends, job (it may not be the one you want but many people don’t have one), your health, your favourite food or treat, etc. If you have difficulty with this, start with small things and you will be surprised how much you can think of. Do this again before you go to bed.

Eat a healthy and balanced breakfast. It can be a hard boiled egg and oatmeal, a nutrient packed smoothie or one of your other favourite foods.

Stretch – it helps increase circulation, energy and flexibility.

Be positive – like attracts like. If your negative all the time it’s just going to attract more negative situations to you. Be positive and you will attract more good things.

Meditate and/or reflect. Find time to sit quietly without interruption. Use some of this time for self reflection.

Compliment people. We hear so much negative in the world and most people are self-conscious about something. Make people feel good about themselves and make them feel important.

Read 15-20 minutes a day from a book that is positive and motivating. Try ‘The Magic of Thinking Big’ by David Schwartz, ‘The Secret’ by Rhonda Byrne, ‘Positive Personality Profiles’ by Robert Rohm, The Five Love Languages by Gary Chapman or anything by Les Brown or Zig Ziglar. They are amazing books!

Nature

The key to building great relationships is the depth of your conversations.
~Terry Gogna

You’re more powerful than your circumstances. You’re more powerful than the things that happen to you!
~Les Brown

We become like the people we hang around the most. Surround yourself with positive people!
~Zig Ziglar

Litha Correspondences

June, 2014

History of Litha (MidSummer)

Also known as Summer Solstice, Litha, Alban Hefin, Sun Blessing, Gathering Day, Feill-Sheathain, Whit Sunday, Whitsuntide, Vestalia, Thing-tide, St. John’s Day

In addition to the four great festivals of the Pagan Celtic year, there are four lesser holidays as well: the two solstices, and the two equinoxes. In folklore, these are referred to as the four ‘quarter-days’ of the year, and modern Witches call them the four ‘Lesser Sabbats’, or the four ‘Low Holidays’. The Summer Solstice is one of them.

Litha is usually celebrated on June 21st, but varies somewhat from the 20th to the 23rd, dependant upon the Earth’s rotation around the Sun. According to the old folklore calendar, Summer begins on Beltane (May 1st) and ends on Lughnassadh (August 1st), with the Summer Solstice midway between the two, marking MID-Summer. This makes more logical sense than suggesting that Summer begins on the day when the Sun’s power begins to wane and the days grow shorter. The most common other names for this holiday are the Summer Solstice or Midsummer, and it celebrates the arrival of Summer, when the hours of daylight are longest. The Sun is now at the highest point before beginning its slide into darkness.

Humanity has been celebrating Litha and the triumph of light since ancient times. On the Wheel of the Year Litha lies directly across from Yule, the shortest day of the calendar year, that cold and dark winter turning when days begin to lengthen and humanity looks wistfully toward warmth, sunlight and growing things. Although Litha and Yule are low holidays or lesser sabats in the ancient parlance, they are celebrated with more revel and merriment than any other day on the wheel except perhaps Samhain (my own favourite). The joyous rituals of Litha celebrate the verdant Earth in high summer, abundance, fertility, and all the riches of Nature in full bloom. This is a madcap time of strong magic and empowerment, traditionally the time for handfasting or weddings and for communication with the spirits of Nature. At Litha, the veils between the worlds are thin; the portals between “the fields we know” and the worlds beyond stand open. This is an excellent time for rites of divination.

Those who celebrated Litha did so wearing garlands or crowns of flowers, and of course, their millinery always included the yellow blossoms of St. John’s Wort. The Litha rites of the ancients were boisterous communal festivities with morris dancing, singing, storytelling, pageantry and feasting taking place by the village bonfire and torch lit processions through the villages after dark. People believed that the Litha fires possessed great power, and that prosperity and protection for oneself and one’s clan could be earned merely by jumping over the Litha bonfire. It was also common for courting couples joined hands and jump over the embers of the Litha fire three times to ensure a long and happy marriage, financial prosperity and many children. Even the charred embers from the Litha bonfire possessed protective powers – they were charms against injury and bad weather in harvest time, and embers were commonly placed around fields of grain and orchards to protect the crops and ensure an abundant reaping. Other Litha customs included carrying an ember of the Litha fire home and placing it on one’s hearth and decking one’s home with birch, fennel, St. John’s Wort, orpin, and white lilies for blessing and protection.

The Litha Sabbat is a time to celebrate both work and leisure, it is a time for children and childlike play. It is a time to celebrate the ending of the waxing year and the beginning of the waning year, in preparation for the harvest to come. Midsummer is a time to absorb the Sun’s warming rays and it is another fertility Sabbat, not only for humans, but also for crops and animals. Wiccans consider the Goddess to be heavy with pregnancy from the mating at Beltane – honor is given to Her. The Sun God is celebrated as the Sun is at its peak in the sky and we celebrate His approaching fatherhood – honor is also given to Him. The faeries abound at this time and it is customary to leave offerings – such as food or herbs – for them in the evening.

Although Litha may seem at first glance to be a masculine observance and one which focuses on Lugh, the day is also dedicated to the Goddess, and Her flowers are the white blossoms of the elder.

Date

21/22

Purpose

Rededication to the Lord and Lady, beginning of the harvest, honoring the Sun God, honoring the pregnant Godddess

Dynamics/Meaning
Crowning of the Sun God, death of the Oak King, assumption of the Holly King, end the ordeal of the Green Man

Tools, Symbols & Decorations
The sun, oak, birch & fir branches, sun flowers, lilies, red/maize/yellow or gold flower, love amulets, seashells, summer fruits & flowers, feather/flower door wreath, sun wheel, fire, circles of stone, sun dials and swords/blades, bird feathers, Witches’ ladder.

Colors
Blue, green, gold, yellow and red.

Customs
Bonfires, processions, all night vigil, singing, feasting, celebrating with others, cutting
divining rods, dowsing rods & wands, herb gathering, handfastings, weddings, Druidic
gathering of mistletoe in oak groves, needfires, leaping between two fires, mistletoe
(without berries, use as a protection amulet), women walking naked through gardens
to ensure continued fertility, enjoying the seasonal fruits & vegetables, honor the
Mother’s fullness, richness and abundance, put garlands of St. John’s Wort placed
over doors/ windows & a sprig in the car for protection.

Goddesses
Mother Earth, Mother Nature, Venus, Aphrodite, Yemaya, Astarte, Freya, Hathor,
Ishtar, all Goddesses of love, passion, beauty and the Sea, and Pregnant,
lusty Goddesses, Green Forest Mother; Great One of the Stars, Goddess of the Wells

Gods
Father Sun/Sky, Oak King, Holly King, hur, Gods at peak power and strength.

Animals/Mythical Beings
Wren, robin, horses, cattle, satyrs, faeries, firebird, dragon, thunderbird

Gemstones
Lapis lazuli, diamond, tiger’s eye, all green gemstones, especially emerald and jade

Herbs
Anise, mugwort, chamomile, rose, wild rose, oak blossoms, lily, cinquefoil, lavender,
fennel, elder, mistletoe, hemp, thyme, larkspur, nettle, wisteria, vervain ( verbena),
St. John’s wort, heartsease, rue, fern, wormwood, pine,heather, yarrow,
oak & holly trees

Incense/Oil
Heliotrope, saffron, orange, frankincense & myrrh, wisteria, cinnamon, mint, rose, lemon, lavender, sandalwood, pine

Rituals/Magicks
Nature spirit/fey communion, planet healing, divination, love & protection magicks.
The battle between Oak King, God of the waxing year & Holly King, God of the waning
year (can be a ritual play), or act out scenes from the Bard’s (an incarnation of Merlin)
“A Midsummer Night’s Dream”, rededication of faith, rites of inspiration.

Foods
Honey, fresh vegetables, lemons, oranges, summer fruits, summer squash,
pumpernickel bread, ale, carrot drinks, mead.

Nelland Living

June, 2014

Bag-in-a-bag

This invention of mine has made my life much easier and handier. (I love everything easy and handy, does that make me lazy…?)

A handbag that contains another handbag. For years I have searched for the perfect handbag. Tried all shapes, sizes and combinations, and never been fully satisfied. Until now. With my new Scandinavian styled, clean and sleek, faux leather mates:

Bag1

Literally a bag-in-a-bag. The point is simple: when on the move, heading to town to run errands, first I only need to carry “one” handbag. The smaller inside the bigger one.

 

Bag2

 

In the big one I place stuff I need to have with me, but don´t necessarily use each time. Things like extra shopping bags (self-made fabric ones), pen and paper, a tiny flashlight, tissues, etc.
In the small one goes the important things: keys, phone, wallet, lipbalm, glucose pastilles for my son´s diabetes, and one shopping bag.

 

Bag3

 

I live in the country side, so I need my car to get to places. Usually I leave the bigger bag in the trunk of my car, and take only the small one with me to the store/post office/library etc.

As I gather the necessary bits and pieces, I throw them in to the bigger bag and am free from the fuss of having a gazillion little plastic bags swimming around the trunk! Cool.

 

Bag4

 

This pair of handbags I designed especially to go with my off-day clothes. I call them my “Freedom Collection”, because when wearing them I consider myself “blending in” with the rest of the folk. That way I am free from the judging eye, and can walk around freely without raising any interest or suspicion (which often happens when I wear outfits from my more artistic collections, named and themed after each sabbat). Black & white striped tunic and Living The Dream- shirt are good examples of what I wear when running around with these handbags.

 

Bag5

 

The bags are fully lined with cotton fabric

 

Bag6

 

One with horizontal- and the other with vertical stripes. I used the same fabric, but turned it around to add detail.

 

Bag7

 

 

 

Simple snap fasteners keep the treasures in.

A friend of mine already asked for instructions for these bags. I suggested she piled up all the stuff she always carries with her, divides them into two different stacks, and freely eyeballs the measures she needs for her bags. Mine are approx. the small: 3×9.5×6.7 inches (8x24x17cm) and the big: 4.3×13.8×10 inches (11x35x25cm).
Now I feel much more organized and in control. Great!

The Neon Pagan

June, 2014

It’s getting to be “Pagan Pride Day” season, at least where I live. My state has three PPDs, one in the north, one in the central, and one in the south.  Have you ever been to a PPD? They are interesting, to say the least.


        The haiku artist Nick Virgilio once wrote: “Easter morning/the sermon is taking the shape/of her neighbor’s hat.” Doesn’t take a literary lion to figure that out. People go to religious gatherings to check out other peoples’ attire. PPD slides neatly into this fold. Now, I’m not being critical. It’s great to be able to have a gathering where you can wear all the ritual clothing that you have bought and cared for, and that you can’t just don at any whim for society at large. The trouble arises when the gathering is large and eclectic, and it is attended by people we don’t ordinarily associate with Paganism; namely, Satanists, Harley bikers, and folks who are just plain angry at the world.


        I have heard some Pagans express dismay (I’m being polite, they actually are disgusted) by some of these haters who stroll into PPD rocking maximum negative garb. Why does a biker in a pirate t-shirt think he’s a Pagan? Are we going to convert this person into a gentle soul who will value the Earth? Probably not, but let’s at least be civil. People identify themselves as Pagan for a wide variety of reasons. Some people are just plain rebellious against social norms. The beauty of Paganism, as I see it, is that we need not judge these rebels, nor do we need to proselytize to them. We can’t let an entity like the United Methodist Church adopt the slogan “Open Minds, Open Hearts” without being the same way ourselves. Beneath the veneer of that hater is someone who wants to belong under the umbrella. Be polite. Don’t sneer. The young lady with sixteen facial piercings gets enough negativity elsewhere in our world. Smile at her. By doing this, you honor your deities and your ancestors who were unable to express themselves freely.


        I’ve also heard PPDs denigrated as “Pagan lite,” something with little value to serious people who engage deeply with their Paths. In my experience, a Pagan Pride Day almost always attracts some very serious people, and these people almost always give talks. This is a chance to hear the basics about Paths that are different from yours. And if you want to add some gravitas to the proceedings, you should by all means offer to give a talk yourself. Bring some literature. Solicit questions, and answer them, especially if the questions show complete ignorance of your Path. One purpose of a PPD should be education. If anyone can wander in, this is the moment when the curious dip their toes into the water.  A Mormon missionary would not let this opportunity pass, nor should we.


        A final note on that “Pagan lite”: Open, eclectic rituals ask little more of us than to bond with strangers and to offer devotions. To me, there’s great value in this. Energy can be generated just by forming a circle and holding hands. Perfect? No. Powerful? Yes.

 

        If you see a PPD advertised in your area, ask yourself what you could add to it just by going. Then go, and be the change you want to see in this world. If you pass someone wearing head-to-toe tie-dye, that’s me. Howdy!

Signposts

June, 2014

My First Pagan Pages Anniversary

Like most Pagans, I journal quite a bit.  My private journal is a transcription of my thoughts, my dreams, and the lessons I want to remember, written to myself as the sole audience in a form and media that works for me.  Writing for an audience, like something of a public journal, is different.  Although I had an idea of what it would be like to have a column – I’ve had a public blog for several years – there were aspects I didn’t expect.

When I first started this column I knew it would help me grow in my practice and it truly has.  My intention has been to write about my experiences so that others new to Paganism know they aren’t alone and to provide information that I’ve found and how it has helped me.  So far I feel I’ve done this.  However, writing this column is harder than I thought it would be.  I knew it would be challenging but I didn’t realize just how much so.  I certainly didn’t know what it would be like to write for someone else.

For example, this is the first time since I was in school that I’ve had to write on a schedule.  My personal blog gets written when it does (and not a moment before, as they say).  Having a deadline adds an interesting wrinkle to my writing process, and, at times, it rushes me along.  This is good, though, because otherwise some of the articles I’ve written may never have been published at all.  I spent so much time re-reading them, changing the wording, and moving a sections around, that sometimes the deadline is the only thing that allowed me to turn them in and let it go.  I’ve also never had an editor – someone who will review what I’ve written before publication.  Again, on my blog, I just post what I write – I’m the writer and the editor.  If I don’t like something I just change it or take it down completely.  I was extremely nervous for the first few articles but it turns out I have a wonderful editor who has given me great advice and encouragement.

I also put pressure on myself to try and make sure that I write something other Pagans will find interesting.  Some topics were easy for me to choose and were easy to write.  Others were very personal for me.  I didn’t realize how difficult they would be until I was actually writing them.

I’ve been writing this column for Pagan Pages for about a year now.  I hope to have another year writing and I hope people find the topics interesting.  I never know just how many people actually read my column but I like to think that someone, somewhere, has found something that helps them on their own path.  I know I’ve enjoyed Pagan Pages since I took my first steps just a few years ago. 

I like writing, and I enjoy being part of such a great e-magazine.  The signpost for me is something I learned growing up: sometimes the most rewarding things in life are those we enjoy putting our efforts into, our “labors of love”.

Thank you for reading.

What are you interested in over the next twelve months?  What have you struggled with?  What can you share with our community?

Musings of a Hereditary Witch

June, 2014

Exorcism
Merriam-Webster Online Dictionary
Ex-or-cism
Pronunciation: \-si-zem\
Function: noun
Date: 14th century
1: the act or practice of exorcising
2: a spell or formula used in exorcising

Twenty years ago, I participated with a group of women in 2 exorcisms. This was nothing like what you see in the movies. No head spinning, levitating, contorting body parts; no spewing of foul language or pea soup like substance. There was just this persistent, stubborn entity (in both cases) that had taken up residence within the subject.

In total there were 10 of us. Some of the women acted as guardians, holding the integrity of the circle. Others of us protected the subject while the Priestess attempted to make contact with the entity. Once the Priestess made contact with the entity, it told her that it was there to heal the subject’s shoulder (she had been scheduled for surgery), but in actuality, was making the pain worse. She then began calling in several deities, including Mother Mary, and opened a doorway to the Light. Stubborn and persistent, it didn’t want to leave. I don’t really know how much time passed (time isn’t relevant within a cast circle), but by the time the entity did move on, we were all exhausted and some of us drenched in sweat. Once the entity was gone, the subject felt immediately better. She did go on to have the surgery on her shoulder and was fine.

However, it is one thing to be the exorcist or an assistant to the exorcist and quite the other to be the subject, which I was, 2 years later.

My late husband used to run a healing night in our home once a week. We were both Reiki Master Teacher as well as skilled in other areas of healing. This was a great place for new Reiki’s to practice what they had learned. We also had other healers and light workers who came.

It was after one of these healing nights, once everyone had left, that I felt a heavy ache in my breastbone. Didn’t think much about it; cleared my energy; and went to bed

In the morning, the chest ache was still there and now I had a headache at the base of my skull. This went on for a couple of days. I pulled out all the tools I’d ever learned in regards to healing and energy. I came to the conclusion that it wasn’t my energy and that possibly there was an entity attached to me. Now this didn’t really alarm me. It was more like ‘ok, this is a new experience; now let’s take care of it.’ So I called a friend skilled in de-positions and told her what I thought and she said “Oh, not you.” To which I replied, “Yeah me.” She came right over.

As I lay on the table, she sat with her hands on either side of my head. She moved me into a relaxed state through breath work. Once there, she asked me to make myself very small and to step aside (something I learned to do when learning how to channel). She contacted the entity and he spoke through me. Interesting experience, he used my voice like labored breathing. The conversation between the Priestess and the Entity went, to the best of my recollection, something like this:
Friend: “Are you there?”

Me: “Yes.”

F: “Who are you?”

M: “I’m ______” (sorry, can’t for the life of me, remember his name, but I have it in one of my packed journals.)

F: “How did you get here?”

M: “From another.”

F: “From the healing circle?”

M: “Yes”.

F: “Why did you leave the other person?”

M: “I was drawn by her light.” (I have since learned to monitor my heart chakra better)

F: “How did you die?”

M: “I was in a battle. I was stuck in the chest by a sword. The force pushed me back. I fell and hit my head on a cart.” (I could see everything he was describing in vivid detail. The fall broke his neck and that’s how he died, though the sword wound would have killed him slower. I really felt sad for him.)

At this point, she asked him to step back and me to come forward. She asked me if I would like to release him. I told her yes and then she brought him forward again.

F: “Would you like to move on? Go to the light?”

M: “Yes.”

Together we opened a doorway so he could move on. As soon as he was gone, my chest ache and headache were gone. I felt lighter and happy to have helped this lost soul find peace.

As for the ‘other’, I had a talk with her, one I was not looking forward too. I related the whole story even the part about the other entities. I also told her I knew someone who would help her with them. She said she knew about the other entities and that she could take care of it. Ah, now why didn’t I believe her?

I no longer participate in exorcisms. However, I do stress to all of my students on the importance of knowing your own energy, ‘cause you just never know.

The Magickal ARTS

June, 2014

Move with the Flow- The art of Dance (Part 1)
My first magickal experience occurred as a dancer performing at the age of 10 or so.  I did not at the time realize I was setting up the gateway and intent for magick to move through me.  My only intent was to connect so fully and deeply that I would become the persona of the role I was portraying and lose my human nature in the process. The desire was to transcend human form and become something more.  The intent was powerful enough and the music and rhythm acted as the keys that opened the gates to the other realms through movement and motion.  I became the swan flying high above the earth. I was the beautiful being that was shot through the heart and gracefully fell to earth, wounded and in the throes of death.  A final arch and curve of beautiful elongated neck, gentle flutter of white feathery wing and the final lifting upwards towards eternal ascending flight as death welcomed me into its soft sleep.  The music stopped and I once again returned to the land of human and living; applause awaking me from this deep connection forged as the gates of magickal working closed until called forth again.
When we dance, we embrace the flow of energy as a kinesthetic quality.  We engage the breath inhaling the prana of life and exhale out offering up our consciousness to ecstasy and joy. This practice has been used since the dawn of humanity as devotion, celebration and more. The movement of the Whirling Dervishes is used as a tool of meditative connection.  The Dances of Universal Peace of the Sufi’s is used to set a tone and rhythm of gentle flow into the aethers; setting the cycle of cause and effect into motion. The classical dance of India, in particular the Kathak engages the art of storytelling.  Those artists who performed this style of sacred dance incorporate music and mime as they brought to life the myths and great sags of the Indian pantheons and sacred Texts.
Every time we engage in any activity, we are in essence dancing . We are moving i response to what stimulates us and that flow of movement changes and affects multiple outcomes. So, let’s begin by slowly changing our perceptions of what we think dance is.
Self-Inspired:
For this month’s exercise the focus is on movement. It doesn’t matter whether you consider yourself a dancer, think you have rhythm or are self-conscious. Everyone can move! Swaying from side to side is movement. Walking is movement. tapping your foot to the beat is movement. All of these actions engage you with the flow of energy that surrounds and sets you in sync with that energy.
Find a place where you can move freely and won’t be disturbed. Start by simply moving without any background sound or music as support. Try to hear the internal music that is created as you move. Do this for some time and then sit and make note of how your body is vibrating in response. This may present as an increase in heart rate, rapid breathing, etc.
Next. select a favorite piece of music and repeat the above. This time try to focus on the sounds you are hearing and move in whatever way you feel expresses that sound. Do this for a long as you are able. Sit down and again make note of your body’s physiological response.

Next Post: Universal Choreography- The Art of Dance (Part 2)

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