Lyrical dance.
the perfect release for any emotion.
the over excitement.
the pain that can't find the light to get out of all the darkness.
somehow the perfect words find the perfect balance in your toes.
rushing. running. spinning. jumping. falling down so hard like a rag doll.
nothing hurts. nothing is too much.
nothing is weird. nothing is wasted, or over exerted.
Just dancing. to any vibration, song, hum...
Like a child my body is no longer connected to my wild, over thinking mind. I just do.
Like a baby, I am molding myself as I make every turn.
Like an infant, Every dizzy look after one big spin is centered... and there is beauty everywhere.
Like an embryo, I am floating in the warmest, safest home and I am encircled with love.
This universe, This planet, Gaia- Mother earth and I are one, once again.
moving in every direction possible. hair strung out over my face.
I am human. There is no name. just dance.
-MJ writing 2012
photos: (c) Guru Khalsa
- thank you dear friend for grabbing this moment with your lens
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