I am late…

Feb 2
3 min read

“I’m late, I’m late, I’m late!!!” exclaimed the Rabbit in Alice in Wonderland. A scene that has stayed with me since my little childhood, ever since I had heard the story and then of course saw the animation movie. Also combined by the military precision of my father and my German education, being late was not an option. Finding myself stressed and with this inner stress always arriving earlier than on time is something that I know very well. It took me until now in my early fifties, to be able to get rid of this inner stress, accepting the flow and not feeling ashamed of apologizing calmly when I am late, which does not happen much.

Today is Wednesday the 28th of February and I have not written last Monday or the Monday before. So I am late. But I feel calm, because it is not the end of the world. I have also learned that there is a difference between being disciplined and keeping one’s word and being obsessed and trapped in a rigid habit. Writing every week out of one’s own decision is not an easy matter sometimes. There is a flow and an enthusiasm that drives me to write every week, but I also respect the interruptions in the flow, the holidays and also the single times out, when I was not able to write.

Enough of confession and excuses, here I am!

I was in Istanbul and gave the first in person 3 Level course that ends with a Certification Program. This is the first time that I am doing this course in Turkey and in Turkish. I must say that it is very touching to be able to teach this path in my mother tongue. I am always amazed by how the words bring along their worlds in every culture and their impact on the body and its layers are magical and so unique. I am very grateful that I can go through this process in Turkish. It is magical, and I am also experiencing yet another level of embodiment through the semantic network of the Turkish language and culture.

The workshop started well, progressed well and ended well, a deep level of surrendering, listening, sharing and high level of action and thinking. The group is rocking and we have just started our journey together! What more can I wish for?

And this past Monday I was also fulfilled and positively overwhelmed by the workshop on Sunday. A workshop on the theme of La Follia! Believe it or not we have worked for a whole day with one single composition and its 13 variations and versions. The result: we are still vibrating with the tune!

Last night I had a talk with Andrea Miltnerova (a dear friend, beautiful dancer/choreographer and a specialist in Baroque music and dance) and we were sharing how strong this composition was. How it gets you and even knowing it so well, each time when you dance to it freely you touch the realms of passion and surprises within you.

We have been dancing, and dancing and dancing. Of course the workshop was based on Somatic Dialogue principles, but we only used them as tools to open and prepare the body to receive the strength and power of the music.

I was truly touched by the diversity of the participants and their dialects. The stories unfolded from the depth of the subconscious as the bodies surrendered to the sensations caused by movement and simply being influenced purely by the music.

We experienced a celebration of La Follia and the dance brought us to strong emotions and even healthy silliness. I don’t know if we touched our madness, but we surely took a step towards it. The madness that liberates us from all our inner censorships and restrictions, a madness that leaves us with joy and a childish fever.

I leave you for now dear reader, with a very surprising and great interpretation of La Follia, composed by Michi Wiancko and played by the East Coast Chamber Orchestra. Maybe you’ll feel like getting up and dancing, or you’ll throw yourself on the floor and surrender to the art of rolling.

Whatever you do, do it with love,

Do it while respecting your body,

do it while feeling your soul

and do it fully,

no time to waste, find love in your presence.