i woke up feeling inspired in between states of dream
i would have liked to channel some of this inspiration into writing
i started writing
it was gone

what is it that i do when i work alone in the dance studio is a question i have asked myself for years
i can never really understand the answers
maybe the only worded clarity there is
would be to say i am present with what is there across timescales
i have wings
and my heart is made of sea
i sleep and i grieve
and i dance with ghosts
but that’s just one poetic way
of nearing something
actually
completely different things
happen
and time
is a wobble

yesterday i fell in love
with the words
desire
and
consider
sider means star
in latin
desire comes from
de sidere
from the stars
which suggests that the experience of ‘desire’
has to do with the relation
between earth and the celestial bodies
that glitter our nights
ignite our
imagination
guide our inner and
outer journeys
and mirror
our dearest hopes
and yearnings

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con sider with
the stars
they are always
available
trust
their language is
one
of the heart