Episode 2: Movement Heals. Movement is Magic
I am not ok.
I can’t stop crying today.
My future is so uncertain, all of our futures are uncertain. And innocent people are dying.
I worked so hard
to create a beautiful space...
for families
for myself
And it might just disappear, this creation
disappearing through my fingers
like so much ash.
I have been holding space for others for the past 3 years.
For their fears,
their disappointment,
their uncertainty,
and for their joy.
This space is a container.
For community, expression, grief, celebration.
Everything is fleeting,
which makes nothing less important,
less worthwhile,
or less worthy of attention.
I’ve always created art that is ephemeral,
enjoyed for a brief moment in time,
each moment arriving and leaving,
experienced as a presence,
a present,
to wash over and fade away.
I may not be able to hold onto this space, or my youth, or my children’s innocence.
For now I stay present in this space,
in this body that is also
changing and growing,
expanding with new life.
and I move through
the here and gone
of each moment.
Still moving.