The River Flows





As we dance, the river flows
the music as the tide
it goes and goes
through the slopes and the valleys
high and low.
Through the tendrils of discovery
in the creeks, we grow,
soon enough, we find our flow.

 At high tide, the river flows
inattentive of who is there,
It goes and goes
carving canyons in its path
beauty in destruction
creation
free spirited at last

 As the tide gets low, the flow gets slow
the water turns still,
our reflections we can feel
a moment of meditation
a balance within ourselves
ripples of acceptance in the water as we float
until again, the river flows.

In the flow arts community, the concept of "flow" is a transcendental state reached while moving / dancing that allows for the practitioner to express themselves in their most authentic way. Flow allows for emotion to lead the way in a path to self realization and discovery of the body and mind. As a hoop dancer, flow has allowed me to reach self acceptance, and gain a broader understanding of my own body, and the way it moves, as well as my own mind and the way it processes information and emotion.

 flow is a river.

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