I’m thinking. Remembering. Ingrid’s soft Welsh voice, teaching Creativity, telling us she had to cut the record short because we were all late, then delivering a wonderful vivencia. Catherine dancing a fabulous demonstration dance of being completely alive, Gail swinging from transcendent bliss to a desire to kill a horsefly and then transporting us with gongs and beautiful music. And of course Vitality from my friend Rupert, giving us a flavour of his version of being alive, with his hair in a man bun, just Alive.
Then on Saturday night Paola, with all her Latin femininity, teaching us Sexuality with such clarity, such honesty, such passion; teaching us to belong to ourselves, to own ourselves and all our desires; teaching us that pleasure is our birth-right. And somewhere in amongst it all bringing Affectivity and Sexuality together, a perfect marriage, so that when we danced Affectivity with Catherine on Sunday morning we could fully engage with the sensuality of it.
And finally Maria. From dreamtime sometimes a person arrives on earth to change something. To make the world a better place. To create joy where there was no joy, to connect people to each other where there was no connection. Maria is one such person. She created this festival and it is a creation that any Goddess would be proud of. There is now a Biodanza Festival Family of the North, and it was not there before.