dance #318, pulling at moonlight

Tuesday November 3, 2009

Pulling at moonlight

9:35 p.m. A ten minute stretch and two minute movement meditation in my room. Big moon on high. Beams rush in through the window. The dance moves through the light as if it were a viscous medium. Magic. I move with what Eva Hayward might call “fingery eyes”, and what I might describe as “seeing hands.” Alice cries out. The day brought winds, sleet-like rains, and chills. Fall turns. Leaves fall. Trees bare their limbs.

~ by nmyers on November 4, 2009.