Time in a Body
Jul 18th, 2008 by Dunya
In regular Dancemeditation practice I am with myself through an ever-growing awareness of self. The infinity of self and Self is real. Each day, doing the same thing, I feel differences: the day is different; how the day’s differences entwine with my body is different. The day changes me; perhaps I change the day. Certainly I grow slightly older, but what does that mean? I am more sensitive, more awake. I let go more. That is clear. Is that what it means to be older? Am I in motion less, or more? It feels like more, but is it externally, measurably less? And understanding––I understand large, blunt matters better, meanwhile subtle inchoate mysteries mushroom everywhere.
Growing older, without a doubt, is this:
my capacity to perceive my infinity is proportionate to my awareness that my time on earth is finite.