When Miss Anna tells you to suck in your stomach what she sees is a curved lower back and a tummy poking forward. If our torsos were drink cans (or cannellini bean tins) we’d want them to be fairly smooth up each side with no kinks in them so as to support any weight from above and below. Sometimes your can looks like it has a kink in the back - which happens when you are growing and because the bones in your pelvis haven’t finished fusing yet.
To get better alignment for your ballet class you might want to imagine a string
from your pubic bone pulling the bottom of your pelvis into line with the top. You might want to think of your sit bones pointing torch lights down to the floor and while we’re at it a camera on your chest taking photos of the wall in front of you and maybe a helium balloon pulling up your bun just a little as this LEGO woman demonstrates.
When moving it is easier to just imagine your whole body moving around a central axis - perhaps you could be a unicorn...
The male seahorse is equipped with a pouch on the ventral, or front-facing, side of the tail. When mating, the female seahorse deposits up to 1,500 eggs in the male's pouch. The male carries the eggs for 9 to 45 days until the seahorses emerge fully developed, but very small. The young are then released into the water, and the male often mates again within hours or days during the breeding season.
Seahorses hey? Unfortunately our gestation process is a little longer, trickier and more female centred. Labour is also slightly more complicated in humans. My first labour was very long, after racing to the hospital and discovering that there were no midwives on staff qualified to deliver a breech baby I had an emergency C section. My second labour was protracted (for a week) and then my son was back to back (ideally the baby’s back lies against the abdominal wall. During both pregnancies I walked daily and went to my lovely pregnancy yoga classes but I still had my gymnastics and circus trai...
taste and smell and hearing and sight keep hitting and
chipping with sharp fatal tools
in an agony of sensual chisels i perform squirms of
chrome and execute strides of cobalt
feel that i cleverly am being altered that i slightly am
becoming something a little different, in fact
Hereupon helpless i utter lilac shrieks and scarlet
To me, EE Cummings’ poem describes the way that his mind is changing and becoming more himself and this change is difficult. It is as beautiful as chrome, cobalt, lilac and scarlet but communicated as shrieks and bellowings while he finds his way. This speaks to me at the moment as I approach my movement in a much more mindful way. I am changing my mindset, my thoughts and my understanding of how I move - and it isn’t easy.