We sat in a warm - "gaspacho" scented - corner of Barcelona having lunch. The restaurant was typical Cataluña and the owners announced the "plates of the day" with the deserved ceremony of a rich and beloved kingdom.
My lunch partner is Devorah - a great professional who has shaped (more than she knows) my way of understanding and practicing Oriental Dance. We talk about everything and found out how much we have in common: in Dance, as in Life.
How much path already accomplished: how much desert already crossed: how many lessons learnt the pleasant and the unpleasant way. All of this results in some LAWS - or guidelines - one discovers and is eager to share with other dancers and students.
That Dance is a LANGUAGE - body, heart, mind and soul inserted in the words;
That Dance is based on the perpetual movement between EXPANSION (yang) and RETRACTION (yin); movement and pause; music and silence: life and death.
That Self-confidence is NOT the same as arrogance and is absolutely essential to the CREATIVE PROCESS and professional-artistic growth.
That Life is not always fair - there is some really wicked randomness at every corner - but that we have the strenght and intelligence to turn injustices into challenges and stones into material to build our own castles.
One of the most precious thing about my DREAMS ACCOMPLISHED is the meeting of a restricted - and PRECIOUS - group of human beings who have also gone to the core of this Dance and found their hearts in it*.
Learning how to fly ABOVE the mud and the dirtiness as well as APPRECIATING the jewels and the diamonds one always finds. There is water in the middle of the driest desert, after all.
Thanks to Devorah and all her teachings - in a time when I was just starting this adventure and didn´t even know about it.
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