After the night of the new moon…

stars aglow. inner and outer reflect- the night of the new moon, a time of new beginnings.

I've been working with Zuza Engler each Wednesday to move and attend to the body in the presence of a small group over zoom. Here is my documentation of the body between sessions with Zuza.

The I notice process: move around for awhile in the morning and then, pause, reflect. Start a fresh page in the journal with I notice.

Notice body, external environment, allow sensation, notice sensation.

Let the rough draft be the only draft. No need to repair or decorate. Stick with what arises. Trust what arises.

Here is today's documentation:

I notice an ache in each of my hips.

A slight tension in the low back. In the jaw.

Now, a pressure in the forehead

I notice the ash and spruce hear

a quiet music this morning- they do not

flutter or sway, groove or groan

in the wind.

I notice a sadness wants to emerge and

I reach for a familiar narrative

but it swims

away...

...this sadness is like water,

not wind.

I've been drinking it

for lifetimes...

...as if my cells hold

my mother's despair and

my father's too...

and theirs held their parents...

...passed down...

...passed through...

here, now...

...sadness of separation from

the mother.

I notice in my low belly

a sleeping dragon stirs.

She holds a pearl.

Dance, she says.

Dance, and this pearl will become

your disco ball.

I shift my attention.

The early light of sunrise

shades the mountains pink,

pink light frosts

the underside of

clouds...

...forming messages

I may read as

love.