In fact, it usually looks BAT SHIT cray cray.
Because it’s an internal experience expressed through your external body.
So it’s not about looking good or getting into a particularly flattering shape or creating a beautiful angle.
Its beauty comes through its visceral heart-wrenching truth,
Its pleasure comes through the expression of that truth.
When I was younger, I used to cut myself.
It was a coping mechanism to express the deep pain and suffering of the world I felt inside my body.
As I grew older and learnt to love myself, I learnt a new way to cope with the pain.
Through embodiment.
Through expression of the dark.
Through giving the pain motion.
The instinct has never gone away.
Similar to drinking, masochism is an addiction.
The urge never goes away.
You just learn how to alchemize and transmute the pain.
Because you’ve learned to dignify and divini-fy your body.
There’s a lot of fluffy talk about being alchemizers.
But what does that truly mean?
Are you willing to go into the depths of your despair and touch it so deeply with your heart that it dissolves?
Are you willing to dig deeper with your pelvis grinding into the earth until you reach the treasure?
Are you willing to shake off the static and stagnancy?
Are you able to give voice to your pain through your movement?
Are you able to let your dance be a prayer?
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
The courage to change the things I can,
And the wisdom to know the difference.
Body, grant me the song to release the things I cannot change
The movement to change the things I can
And the wisdom to know the difference.
Embodiment is not just you twirling in a pretty dress in Tulum.
Embodiment is a tool to pull you into your most potent power.
As an alchemize.
As a transmuter.
As a mystic.
Anyone who identifies with these roles but hasn’t connected to their body in this way has not reached their full potential.
Full stop.