Hello world!

I decided to get serious about blogging, after all I do write a lot having had my first book published last year and nearly having finished editing my second one. I had thought I did enough writing but then decided it would be a helpful way to keep updating where I was at and even how I was getting on with my next book.

Well now I am also writing a film script based on Ms’Guided Angel, so between my dancing practice, taking care of home and family and taking my work to various countries around the world I guess I could be seen as being quite a busy person.

There are such quiet moments in my life though. I like these times where I can simply be and ponder the meaning of life. These moments can be deeply pleasurable until I become bored and my skin starts itching for some excitement and my curiosity and fascination for where the dance can take me, literally takes over and I’m off.

I used to ‘practice’ leaving home when I was a little girl. Taking an old black suitcase and filling it with hats, (dont ask why it was hats) I would leave and walk up the road away from home. Of course I always came back again but it seemed to mark a trait in me, how to perfect this art. I ran away from home as a teenager, left home at 16 (full story in Ms’G) Ive moved home about 26 times, lived in all manor of buildings, caravans, tents, vehicles, cottages, flats, even a stately manor house at one stage of my life, which has enabled me to pretty much fit in anywhere I go. But the suit case does sit awaiting more often than not and I wonder if I will ever remain in one place that i can really call home.

I guess for me my body and therefore my dance is my home, where there’s a new adventure to be had, my case and my collection of hats will transport themselves there.

The story of leaving home is a big part of my work, it can show us patterns about ourselves that remain with us for a life time. I just graduated from the school of movement medicine, it was a kind of leaving home as I stept into a new dimension of my work, through a gateway and some where into the unknown.

I am looking at my hats, which one shall I wear today?

About Caroline Carey

Caroline, born in 1960, grew up with a love for the wild, for nature, for animals and to dance. She wrote poetry and stories, created theater and explored the art of ritual of which she always held a fascination for. Not being of the academic type and being passionate about mystery, immagination and myth, she chose to spend her time alone with her many animals and the passion she had for ecstatic dance whether indoors or in nature. Her imagination was as wild as her life-style and by adapting the religious education insisted on by her family, she was able to recognise her own innate connection to Spirit and the spirit guides she became strongly connected to. Mothering her six, (now adult) children, Caroline has learnt the art of play, creativity, story telling and the deep surrender and unconditional love that motherhood bestows upon us.
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2 Responses to Hello world!

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