According to the myth, when all evils were released from Pandora’s box, one thing remained inside – Elpis, hope. An ancient archetypal force dwelling in the heart of darkness. A thin crack through which light passes. Seeing it requires a willingness to look inward, and from there, to move…
The body is the box – a cradle, space, dwelling – where beginnings and endings, connections and separations are woven. A birthplace and battlefield of heartbeats, breaths, and tears. Within all this, hope lives.
Here’s a living memory, unfolding, an old-new longing. Missing words are present, spoken by the body. A familiar embrace inscribed in bodymind, I was here… here I am!
“If pain is real, so is the joyous light. through and beyond pain.” Michael Eigen