Lyrical is the gateway to Stillness. The patterns and repetitions fall away into
nothing. The whole body is alive. The breath carries us. Perhaps into slow fluid
motion. Perhaps from shape to shape. We might find bursts of movement rising from
the inside and falling again into stillness.
In Lyrical, we offered ourselves as co-creators of the dance. In Stillness we are
the dance. We cease to be separate. We become one with with the mystery of being.
Every in-breath is a new beginning. Every out-breath is a prayer.
Stillness is the silence of a frosty morning. Stillness is the space inside. Stillness
is the space outside. When you’ve danced back to your roots, thrown your passion
into motion, sweated away the baggage of daily life and danced yourself to your true
size, this is what you can find.