aspects

as a woman - or perhaps in a broader sense, simply as a human being, i've felt myself divided, then divided again. different aspects and perspectives, internally in conflict. sometimes it's frightening; overwhelming, temporarily paralyzing. i watched the dance piece posted here, in awe. and realized i was watching it AS that inner drama - each feminine form representing a part of my 'self.' to see it played out with such stark grace and raw physicality did much toward articulating these times where i felt that lack of integration and was shy of 'peace.' more than i've been able to apprehend with language. in this, i felt the peace and acceptance and hope that such psychic dissonance may indeed be a dance towards wholeness ... if it's watched without judgement and with kindness towards oneself. the dancers do much to illustrate moments where my internal world is not kind and the different inner 'roles' in turn are hurt, stubborn, repressed, dying, dictatorial, scared ... these times pass. they are storms. they are dances lasting the span of a strain of music and they remind me that i am a woman. i am human. i am alive and my existence is rich if not always clean; easy. and the dis-integration CAN return itself to integrated peace. no one gets left behind.