Poetic Photos
Meticulous Strength,
Great Dreams,
Long Hopes…
and Presence.
Without a doubt... there is a diversity of emotional colors in the fabrics that envelop me.
Cellular warmth blossoms… cold water immobilizes the neurons… and at last… balance.
The inner movement and the outer movement converge, each propelled by its own momentum.
Spontaneous gestures carry their own wisdom and their own reason for being.
I seek to hear... I dream of feeling... I wish to express... I sense that I Am...
As I read my thoughts, the desire for movement awakens… am I ready to allow this feeling to make itself heard?
Touch what is still unclear… draw closer slowly… let emerge what comes from the depths…
Sometimes difficult to name, lived experience searches for its words; then outer movement comes to support inner movement.
To feel from within and allow the light of movement to emerge, so that expression takes shape with precision and authenticity.
Move forward… stop… inhale… shout… run… become still… exhale… embrace…
Emotions move through the body… Words need time to emerge… The mysterious movement of life reveals itself…
To move through… to move through the inner earthquakes… with the patience that hurts and transforms… Oh, this longing to go in every direction at once… and this struggle to stop the scattering, to contain the inner chaos… And yet, I pause… and, face to face with myself… my heart, finally at peace, awakens…
To make space for the felt body and for the body that seeks to express itself.
Inner experience of thoughts… expression through movement… an encounter with oneself.
What must emerge will emerge; it will move toward something, and something will be created… And precisely where the boundary lies, there too is the impulse toward what is other… With trust in the open space.
The pause, as the root of listening, brings the world to a halt…
To allow to emerge, in all its spontaneity, the way the body expresses the process of inner transformation.
The body becomes a tangible expression of the process: a living trace, a pathway toward action.
The choreography of life’s emotions envelops every vulnerable part of us in the gentleness of thought and self-presence.
Touch the indistinct… come closer slowly… lift up what rises from the depths…
A sudden movement… an expression of the body… I pause… I listen… a presence of awareness… and suddenly I recognize the need for this movement in my life…
To align the body with its deepest source and enter into resonance with oneself.
