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Choose an emotion that is difficult to Express. Explore it in facial expressions and movement to represent as an image emerging from fog. To dance this way, to draw him again to dance, to have a partner to dance and to discover unnoticed patterns and more time to dance.
For me, the subject of this work was the emotion of powerlessness, of weakness. My normal method of passing through walls is simple: "I See the goal, believe in yourself... Pashaaaa!" (C) the Magicians - the method is excellent, except for the fact that in human relations there are, there are positively impossible to pass if they do not want. Have to admit its impotence, it's understandable. But how??? br>
Out a month fog, took out a knife from his pocket...
my fog came out not a month, but something even more terrible: the infernal spider with glowing red eyes, the size of a skyscraper, and all of brittle, angular parts. Spider, apparently, was alien: it was felt the power of superhuman intelligence, the technical solutions of its components were perfect, and his evil force bore all around. I got some baby-cherub, who with a sword the size of a pin came out of this spider towards. To surrogates.
Dance of the spider was easy and fun: other dancing imperceptibly dissolved around when I was moving its jointed legs in the hall. Looking around the space with his krasnymi eyes, I realized that it is all I can do. Against expectation, it was found that the slightest anger in my attitude to him was not: was the power, the energy was, curiosity was. Especially cherub was curious: he unlike the others did not dissolve my way, and stood on it with his sword-pin so inflated and ridiculous.
When I painted it in the picture, it became clear that to win a little powerless: he was that tiny, pink, perched in a corner of the sheet as a grain of rice. No chance.
In the second dance I-spider was that little baby to explore. Something I wanted to do with him, something very zawose he stood in my way, whether to eat it wanted, whether to kill, whether for the sword to pull... to Play with him like and afford to take him, and he struggled, fluttering, smeshnyje! If he went my way and disappeared into the fog - I'd never thought, of course; but he did not go, but eager to fight, getting closer and closer, and at the end of the dance I took him myself.
During the discussion, the partner who played the cherub, said he experienced mgnovennoe relief when the spider it finally took. And we changed roles and went back to the beginning of the story.
Now, I was a proud brave cherub, on which there is a terrible infernal spider. Once I was in his shoes, take his evil has not happened - but I was definitely angry! Came, you know, this pouchie, such a huge, and I have only one sword pin... Here and fight here in these conditions! To win, of course, impossible, but it is impossible to escape too. Somehow I felt that you need to go forward, only forward! And walked, and walked, and at some point spider I swallowed and ate, and he became one - he held me tight inside of me, and we gently swayed, and it was in this dance of mind! Somehow all this most okay and it was settled: I was indeed powerless paucis to win - but to win, fortunately, is not particularly required. So well.
Message:
to Win well and not win - was also good. Walk through walls was not necessary. Using the sensations of my own body I touched soft Svejkovsky philosophy - "the Way would like to be: because it's never been so in any way, Yes, there was!" and that touch was very nice.
solids exercises:
the Shadow Work - the adoption of his own weakness.
the assignment of the projections is not a spider angry, I get angry.
Combining splitting - instead of a separate spider and the baby turned one.
and finally, all these two hours I spent with fun dancing. That's why I love tradigital methods. br>
to try to work in dance with psychology independently at the training Dance with us: the relationship in the rhythm of tango
How does tantsevalnaya therapy? Dance yourself and dance... it would seem, what it can help? Dry descriptions of the exercises produced a very strange impression: "dance the emotion and get the message," yeah - so I recorded one of the exercises in greater detail. As it was.
Job:Choose an emotion that is difficult to Express. Explore it in facial expressions and movement to represent as an image emerging from fog. To dance this way, to draw him again to dance, to have a partner to dance and to discover unnoticed patterns and more time to dance.
For me, the subject of this work was the emotion of powerlessness, of weakness. My normal method of passing through walls is simple: "I See the goal, believe in yourself... Pashaaaa!" (C) the Magicians - the method is excellent, except for the fact that in human relations there are, there are positively impossible to pass if they do not want. Have to admit its impotence, it's understandable. But how??? br>
Out a month fog, took out a knife from his pocket...
my fog came out not a month, but something even more terrible: the infernal spider with glowing red eyes, the size of a skyscraper, and all of brittle, angular parts. Spider, apparently, was alien: it was felt the power of superhuman intelligence, the technical solutions of its components were perfect, and his evil force bore all around. I got some baby-cherub, who with a sword the size of a pin came out of this spider towards. To surrogates.
Dance of the spider was easy and fun: other dancing imperceptibly dissolved around when I was moving its jointed legs in the hall. Looking around the space with his krasnymi eyes, I realized that it is all I can do. Against expectation, it was found that the slightest anger in my attitude to him was not: was the power, the energy was, curiosity was. Especially cherub was curious: he unlike the others did not dissolve my way, and stood on it with his sword-pin so inflated and ridiculous.
When I painted it in the picture, it became clear that to win a little powerless: he was that tiny, pink, perched in a corner of the sheet as a grain of rice. No chance.
In the second dance I-spider was that little baby to explore. Something I wanted to do with him, something very zawose he stood in my way, whether to eat it wanted, whether to kill, whether for the sword to pull... to Play with him like and afford to take him, and he struggled, fluttering, smeshnyje! If he went my way and disappeared into the fog - I'd never thought, of course; but he did not go, but eager to fight, getting closer and closer, and at the end of the dance I took him myself.
During the discussion, the partner who played the cherub, said he experienced mgnovennoe relief when the spider it finally took. And we changed roles and went back to the beginning of the story.
Now, I was a proud brave cherub, on which there is a terrible infernal spider. Once I was in his shoes, take his evil has not happened - but I was definitely angry! Came, you know, this pouchie, such a huge, and I have only one sword pin... Here and fight here in these conditions! To win, of course, impossible, but it is impossible to escape too. Somehow I felt that you need to go forward, only forward! And walked, and walked, and at some point spider I swallowed and ate, and he became one - he held me tight inside of me, and we gently swayed, and it was in this dance of mind! Somehow all this most okay and it was settled: I was indeed powerless paucis to win - but to win, fortunately, is not particularly required. So well.
Message:
to Win well and not win - was also good. Walk through walls was not necessary. Using the sensations of my own body I touched soft Svejkovsky philosophy - "the Way would like to be: because it's never been so in any way, Yes, there was!" and that touch was very nice.
solids exercises:
the Shadow Work - the adoption of his own weakness.
the assignment of the projections is not a spider angry, I get angry.
Combining splitting - instead of a separate spider and the baby turned one.
and finally, all these two hours I spent with fun dancing. That's why I love tradigital methods. br>
to try to work in dance with psychology independently at the training Dance with us: the relationship in the rhythm of tango
