Speaking of setting the heart aflame, I've been away: I was preparing for a Tribal Fusion Belly Dance performance that took place this last weekend—it went beautifully. I enjoyed myself tremendously and so did my students. I met a lot of great people, and received the highest compliment on my choreography from one of the professional dancers I most admire.
Something very deep within me ignited again. It's the kind of thing that keeps you up at night, and in those short instances where you do fall asleep, it seeps into your dreams. There's no remedy but to heed the music playing quietly inside, like a soft, unrelenting echo, and, in the middle of the night, externalize its voice with a song that fits just right, then move to it until it the body can no more.
My friend Ken sent me this on Facebook; it's lovely—movement at 1,000 frames per second. I thought I'd share it here while I finish the piece I've been working on.