THE EARTH SPEAKS
A story about our Sacred Planet in a time of vulnerability for all. This is a journey of listening to the earth's heartbeat, perceiving her frequencies and making a commitment to live consciously. Join me as I seek to harmonise with her eco-system through dance, word and sketches.
The running water feels like soft rain on my heart
Big, fat drops melting away the hard lines of town confines
I feel like I'm perched inside the belly of the Great Mother
So vast is the expanse, so all-encompassing is the breath
As I inhale, small as I am
I feel her enormity, a part of me
The sun seeps through one side of me
The cool air from the valley kisses my other side
Alive, my skin excites like a giddy child
The longer I sit here, the more I see...
Her shapes, her form, her endless surprises
I feel blessed beyond comprehension
Yet to comprehend is less important
Than to behold this dearest of moments, unfolding.
Amber Gabrielle, March 2020
Earth Day 2020, Dance of Reverence
As part of Earth Day 2020, I performed this dance live (on Facebook)
Motif Dance Sequence: Forming the languange
This short sequence highlights a lot fo the motif work- that is, the dance language that I've begun to assemble based on the land forms, the energy/frequency that I channel in these mountains. This structured improv will develop into a dance with context and a storyline as I progress in making the Earth Speaks 2020 production.
The last of the gentle sun hits the mountain crests
And washes it, with golds and tawny browns
Soft against the purple mauve of its deep creases
The Stillness is infinite
I feel buoyed by a lightness of being
By the fullness of which I am ensconced in this beauty
Suspended in silence, cast in evening light
Clarity of mind pervades all things upon the Mt. tops
Like big tongues rolling down the peaks to the valleys
A ginormous wonderland
The dots that are houses, that are buildings
Look like ants from here...so small
Yet when I'm here I feel as big as the mountains that surround them
I feel as huge as the energy that presides in the towers of the molten sediment
Energy that transpires through all living things.
I stop and I scent the air
It's so sweet, it's so clear
As I breathe I can feel purity, love, depth, honesty washing through me
There is nothing but truth here
The folds of the hills so surprising
They tuck and roll and mould in an endless myriad of formations
I wonder what grows in there
I wonder what tiny souls live within these mt. folds
I take another deep sip of air...
It's hard to describe something which is so absolute
Is it the lake below that I scent or the small patches of snow on high?
Is it the insects chattering through the grass seeds or the soil beneath?
Is it the residue of the sun rising from the rocks?
Or the animal that passed through them perhaps only moments ago?
I take another huge sip of air
And as I breath I plant my feet firmly into the soil
I feel gratitude surround me, penetrate my every cell
I feel connected to her this Great Mother
I feel her movement inside me
Perceiving the litheness of her body
And these beautiful turns and curls
As if she is caught in many fragments of dance
Freeze-frame you see a movement, freeze-frame you see yet another
She is elusive, can only be seen when you really cleanse the lens
How can I take this beauty with me?
To the busyness and the bustle of my ant land?
How can I bring the hugeness?
The sense that I am part of all that is
When things so insignificant take me into loops of nothingness
The vast emptiness, the vacuous space of endless chatter
Of noise, of thinking this, of thinking that
Of not knowing, but believing somehow that the clanging of drums in my head
Is more real than the sound of thunder
More real than the quiet of this mt. stillness
So I take my final breath of air before I descend the mountain
I fill my lungs, I fill my belly, I fill my feet
And with this thought, I take this space
I promise myself to bring a little of this purity into my world.
Dedicated to my father, Dale Grant Stephens, with love
-Amber Gabrielle Stephens 10.4.20