We are going to embark on a dance quest that will take our roads into an inevitable junction where we will take some time, approximately three hours, to cross into each other’s roads and see what this point gives us – where am I standing in the middle of dance?
We are pilgrims on the many planes of existence, some of these are obvious some are hidden. The pilgrim is always at the center point of the axis. Going too much forward and it forgets how to turn back, or where it started, going too much up and it might not know how to come down. The travelling within these dimensions is proportional to the traveling on the inward spiral.
The roads are always full, the lines are always hard though the pilgrim always know what he holds dear at the center of its heart; travelling up and down, back and forth, but standing straight in the middle of everything.
1. Inside out – circular movements and the undulating movement
If we tie up a stone with a thread and rotate it above our head in a circular manner, than the motion of the stone is a circular motion. Things become more interesting when our body is both the stone and the thread and the hand which holds the thread.
Circular motion can engage a part of our trunk around the spine. Around the image of the spine, as the spine itself is rotating around the place where it used to be located. Similarly, when we engage the whole body in circular movement, we work with the delayed image of a position in space that we’ve just had in the close past.
The effects on the brain are striking, especially with the micro-motions as they engage our full perception. We further expand our perception on the whole room and engage as a group in propagating a movement- we all become the medium for undulatory motion.
2. Sufi Whirling
Whirling was practiced as an active meditation by the Sufi orders – it was a way of connecting to source. Whirling carries us on the vertical dimension of the axis, always spiraling from the center of our hearts to the different dimensions of our existence . The whirl cannot happen but from the very center. The pilgrim cannot fly if there is no point of departure. Therefore what whirling creates is the perfect alignment, where there’s no need for running but only for unfolding.
This we have now
is not imagination.
This is not
grief or joy.
Not a judging state,
or an elation,
Those come and go.
This is the presence
that doesn’t. RUMI