Ritual Dance Retreat
2nd & 3rd November
Dear Women we are offering a Ritual dance retreat offering an immersive space to find your unique expression. In Ritual dance we turn our perception inwards so that we can come to know ourselves more completely. We dance shake and move our way towards freedom. We dance to feel, to let our tears flow and our hearts be heard. We dance to reignite our inner flame, to remember who and what we are, we dance to know life and to know death, we dance to pray, to whisper our words of gratitude.
Ritual Dance is a deeply personal journey that is unique to each person. Your dance is your own medicine that comes to heal. Embracing it as such and allowing your body to guide will lead you to discovering personal truths, past memories, deeply held emotions, expansion, inner guidance & insights
Offerings;
Sensual Goddess Yoga DanceAwakening the SerpentDrumming
Closing the bones Ceremony
Cost 200euros Via Revolut
Clara 0873694509
Revolut: 0873694509
Location – North Wexford – Y21p922
paypal: earthwiseretreats@gmail.com
Revolut: 0873694509
“We have come to be danced.
Not the pretty dance, not the pretty pretty, pick me, pick me dance, but the claw our way back into the belly of the sacred, sensual animal dance, the unhinged, unplugged, cat is out of its box dance.
The holding the precious moment in the palms of our hands and feet dance.
We have come to be danced.
Not the jiffy booby, shake your booty for him dance, but the wring the sadness from our skin dance, the blow the chip off our shoulder dance. The slap the apology from our posture dance.
We have come to be danced.
Not the monkey see, monkey do dance, one two dance like you, one two three, dance like me dance, but the grave robber, tomb stalker, tearing scabs and scars open dance.
The rub the rhythm raw against our soul dance.
We have come to be danced.
Not the nice, invisible, self-conscious shuffle, but the matted hair flying, voodoo mama shaman shaking ancient bones dance, the strip us from our casings, return our wings and
sharpen our claws and tongues dance.
The shed dead cells and slip into the luminous skin of love dance.
We have come to be danced.
Not the hold our breath and wallow in the shallow end of the floor dance, but the meeting of the trinity: the body, breath and beat dance, the shout hallelujah from the top of our thighs dance, the mother may 1? Yes you may take ten giant leaps dance, the olly olly oxen free free free dance.
The everyone can come to our heaven dance.
We have come to be danced Where the kingdoms collide In the cathedral of flesh To burn back into the light To unravel, to play, to fly, to pray To root in skin sanctuary We have come to be danced!
We have come.
*Jewel Mathieson*