“Dance, when you’re broken open. Dance, if you’ve torn the bandage off. Dance in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance when you’re perfectly free.” – Rumi
My passionate love for dance transcends all forms of romance, especially if my ears are picking up on the sweet vibes of trance! Whether deep in the forest or in the comfort of my room, while dancing, the strings of time unwind, and hours can quickly fade out of mind. Yet that is not enough to describe, what comes over me as an ocean’s tide, while all thought dissolves into this, a pure and natural instinctual bliss.
In regards to elaborating on my newly revised About page, it is my intention to share what makes me shine most on stage. Today’s blog will depict my relationship with Terpsichore, the goddess of dance and some say lyrical poetry; nevertheless, out of all the muses to embrace my destiny, ‘tis she who has imparted me with the greatest degree of ecstasy.
A brief word about the video production itself: Even though the cinematography gives no occasion for boasting here, it does however seem to capture in spirit the origins of trance, which likely goes back thousands of years to the indigenous people while performing shamanistic rituals. In other words, the dancer (or shape-shifter) in the video, that would be me, splits into two, before he reveals his daemon or unique animal spirit deity.
Click here or on the image above to see the power of Eros turn the mundane into Love.