The Desert Dancer
'The desert is very intense and mysterious in its life forms. Life in the desert is small but brilliant and most of what occurs goes on underground. This is like the lives of many women.' - Clarissa Pinkola Estes |
'The desert is very intense and mysterious in its life forms. Life in the desert is small but brilliant and most of what occurs goes on underground. This is like the lives of many women.' - Clarissa Pinkola Estes |
Hi, I'm Stevie and my stage name or tribal name is Fire Star.
I grew up in the desert. I spent a lot of time under open skies with animals and tall grass. I loved to swim in the dark under the full moon. I was always on the move, moved by my heart, and an internal restlessness. Within me was an ancient wisdom that was always there but I had to grow into. I travelled with women and danced in ceremonies. |
Maija says... Fire Star was created as a stage persona with a difference. I was guided by Jenna Noah the founder of 'Conscious Burlesque' to create a Shadow Character, a persona who could embody and express all the things through dance that I might not have a forum to express anywhere else. It was the first time I had done an unedited 'stream of consciousness' during meditation and it changed my life!
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The reason I dance is to claim my body and my power, my sexual life-force energy as my own, untameable, wild. To express my unique expression and be seen. To move others to feel the call of the wild, the call of their unique expression, the call of their power.
"The power, the grace, and the absolute majesty of the beautiful women on the stage left me breathless. I felt the awe in the room, like we'd all drawn a collective breath and were just waiting to exhale. The previous night, we'd all cheered and catcalled during the performances, to show our appreciation. But this was different, it felt like the entire room was having some kind of spiritual awareness, and we were silent through the entire performance. It was like when you see a stag on the edge of the forest, and it's just so freakin' majestic and wild that you barely draw breath because you don't want it to leave, but when it finally scampers off you just exhale and then become jubilant at what you've just witnessed. It was kinda like that." - Marissa McCall |
Bare feet in the desert, feet kissing the sand. The ground beneath my feet whispers, warm and dry. Toes, burying in the sand I'll dust them off with feathers later. Bare feet in the desert, dancing, I am the desert dancer with shimmying hips lithe like snake flowing with a slither and a shiver down to where the sun sets between the dune valley. Jewel of the desert dancing like a glittering river at sunset. Dusk whispers my name. |
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