Memory

Sometimes our memories can play games with us and we can remember things slightly differently to how they really were. And of course others will have their own memories

Screen shot 2012-08-17 at 14.51.44and interpretations of how things were too. However, ‘the body cannot lie’ so when we put ourselves in motion with the intention, then the energy that needs to flow will flow. The postures of our body and the dance we inhabit will show a thousand more times what words fail to express, we can see how the body has taken on abuse or been bullied or subjected to verbal accusation or unkindness. We can see where there has been love and tenderness and encouragement to be proud in the world.

The memories that we feel exist and those that we wish to explore will find their way to the skins surface and remind us that there is a dance to be danced. Whatever the story, whether it is one of leaving home or one of hardship in our growing up years, it will have its form showing up through our body.

In our work of Movement Medicine as the music plays and the dancer is invited through the body to begin its exploration, the heart may well open a little more than in our everyday lives.

Those times where we forgot to express ourselves will now be given their opportunity and emotion will be felt and sound will be heard, tears may fall and the dancer releasing what it knows to be true will find its movement and the shapes of misfortune and loss, anger and hurt may then bring themselves into the process.

Memories will show themselves, one by one or many at a time, reminding us of the past and showing us a way to heal, to make things right. And if we can never make them ‘right,’ then to allow the body to shed what has been held there for many years, unspoken, unseen and unsung.

Memory is but a thread of a dream that is tied to the fragmented soul, it follows us around grabbing hold of other memories and weaving them together. Our life can become a collage of many happenings, pictures and questions to be asked!

From The Circle, The Fire & The Phoenix

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About Caroline Carey

Caroline is an English Grandmother and an aspiring crone~elder, an author of four books, a speaker and innovative and creative teacher, offering her work via workshops and gatherings online as well as internationally. By adapting the religious education insisted on by her family, she was able to recognise her own innate connection to God/Spirit and has been on a spiritual path since childhood. She is a champion of music, dance and poetry as healing tools since she was four years old and developed an innate understanding of the soul’s journey, a connection to physical embodiment through movement, theatre and the creative arts. Her work is harmonious with nature. Her journey has manifested as her own personal training into eldership and crone-hood, carrying the wisdom needed for stability and balance in individuals, relationships, families and communities. Mothering her six, now adult, children, gave Caroline the art of play, creativity, story-telling and opened up the deep surrender and unconditional love that motherhood can bestow. Caroline has trained in many modalities of dance, therapeutic and spiritual teacher trainings since 1986. She is a writer who has published her autobiography and four other books about her spiritual work. Her latest book, 'Middle Earth Wisdom' will be published soon. She lives in UK with her husband Ben Cole, a film-maker, a director who works with men’s initiation groups. They often offer work together, incorporating dance, presentation and film. Caroline is: A mother and grandmother A writer and poet A dancer A spiritual life coach A catalyst for change She is available to you for guidance
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1 Response to Memory

  1. Ah Ad says:

    wao amazing writting l

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