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It’s not where I go, it’s whom I cross…

Along our journey we meet some great warriors. Some pass by like a brief wind and others stand by us like solid rocks. Living beings, they are our reason for existing, not because they are perfect but because they are human.

Tonight, I tell the story of one great warrior…

A few months ago, I knocked on the door of a perfect stranger, the door of a warrior who’s had far more than his share of challenges, but also a warrior who’s kept hope.

One night he shares this (paraphrased) as we laugh about the day I arrived at his door step:

“Through all the strangers that I have helped in my life about 50% of them have have been bad experiences, but it is worth the gamble for all those who’ve brought light in my life. And frankly your story was quite credible, I thought the odds were pretty high.”

His ability to transcend and rise up after every hit, his ability to welcome yet another stranger into his heart and home. Thank you and your partner for sharing your story and walking part of this journey with me.

RIP great warrior.


Lost soul

Sometimes you come to a time where you are lost. Lost amongst the possibilities.

The feeling of wandering without a purpose is strong. When I am busy and trying to survive there is no time to question my direction. The issue arises when I stop, only then do I realize that I have not taken the time to chose a path.

In the life of a nomad the questions arise everyday between each new destination. Because everyday you have to choose what you will do and where you will go, it means being at a new cross road every day. However, in the last few weeks, my mind has been in survival mode, not looking any further than immediate comfort, forgetting that I have the privilege of taking the time to reflect.

I have come to a major cross road which I have been avoiding for the last month. My defence mechanisms have been strong, my body calling for sex, comfort food, dance and sleep, all in escape of thinking about the questions at hand. As the year comes around (and the intended end of this learningtrek and my funds) I think about the options ahead. I am haunted by so many questions in all realms of my life: vocation, relationships and lifestyle.

  • What do I want to do this summer?
  • What do I want to be doing longer term? What do I want to work towards?
  • What are my needs? What are my wants?
  • If I were not scared what endeavour would I embark on?
  • What do I want my romantic relationships to look like?
  • Who do I want to be surrounded by?
  • What type of environment do I want to live in? Do I want to continue wandering?

These are but a few of the questions I am in the midst of working through. I have the privilege of having time to introspect and think about these questions. I AM CLAIMING THIS THIS TIME AND USING MY PRIVILEGE.

I feel lucky to be in this dark place!

Disembodied education

I became aware of how alienated I was from myself, others and the world. It is like I am a being stuck inside an intricate body that I have just discovered has a vast intelligence and awareness. Living at Earthdance and experimenting with body awareness practices (contact improvisation, meditation, contemplative dance practice, ecstatic dance, journey dance and somatics) made me realize the extent to which I knew little about my body. I have rediscovered an entire new language. It has opened my eyes to the disembodied reality of my education experience at school and in dance class.

Disembodied education

In the day to day education curriculum, with the exception of recess and gym class, the body is eliminated and suppressed. Students are coerced to be passive and remain relatively motionless. This creates an environment where the body is irrelevant and even dangerous, leading to a loss in the ability to move the body, especially in an expressive way.

This focus on rational mind and reason omits a valuable potential for learning. The emphasis on the written word rather than all other possible language (verbal, visual, aural, auditory, physical and bodily) abolishes an incredible source of knowledge.


Embodied education

An embodied education is one where both the inner and outer movement is brought to attention. It means getting in touch with all the intelligence the human body posses:  thoughts, feelings, ingrained experience and raw emotions, helping us understand our bodies and ourselves as whole human beings.


It is important to respect the body as valuable source of knowledge and acceptable way of learning.


Reference: Movement and Dance in Young Children’s Lives: Crossing the Divide by Adrienne N. Sanson

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