Sacred Remedies - Movement as Medicine
Sacred Dance: Movement as Medicine
The first drum was the heartbeat
The first song was the wind in the trees
The first dance was the body remembering its origin
Before we spoke in words
We spoke with motion
Feet upon earth
Hands tracing the breath of the sky
Spine swaying like the tall grass in ceremony
Our people danced not for show
But for prayer
For healing
For returning
The Dance is an Offering
When the soul has no words
The body speaks
A turn of the wrist can release grief
A stamp of the foot can awaken courage
A roll of the shoulders can carry away old pain
The hips carry memory
The knees carry prayer
And the arms reach for what the voice cannot name
In the old ways
We danced to call in the rain
To bless the harvest
To invite the spirits
To speak with the stars
Every movement was stitched with meaning
Nothing was wasted
Even the stillness was part of the rhythm
When You Dance
You are not performing
You are remembering
You are saying
I am here
I am alive
I am connected to the great rhythm that moves all things
Each movement becomes a thread
That weaves the soul back into wholeness
Back into the web of the living
The Body as Temple
Your bones are sacred rattles
Your breath is incense
Your skin is the altar
Your heartbeat is the drum
When you dance
You clean the inside of yourself
You stir the stagnant waters
You shake loose the dust of sorrow
And you make space for light to enter
You do not need steps
You need surrender
Let the music be wind
Let the drum be thunder
Let the ground be mother
Dancing Alone
Even when no one sees
The ancestors are watching
Even when no music plays
The cosmos hums for you
A dance in the kitchen
A dance by the fire
A dance in the dark
These are ceremonies just as powerful
As the great rituals of the village
For spirit knows truth
Not performance
Dance in Circles
The sacred path is not a straight line
It curves
It loops
It spirals
When we dance in circles
We remember that healing is not a destination
It is a returning
Again and again
To center
To source
To self
In the circle
No one is above
No one is below
All are equal
All are moving
All are medicine
Dance with the Elements
With fire
Move boldly
Burn through illusion
With water
Move fluid
Let emotion flow
With wind
Move light
Let the spirit rise
With earth
Move grounded
Root every step in the wisdom of your blood
The Sacred Dance Heals
It unties what has been tangled
It warms what has gone cold
It restores what was taken
The sacred dance is a language older than the tongue
And deeper than the mind
It is the soul in motion
The truth unveiled through breath and step
Let your body be free
Let your shame fall away like an old skin
Let your sorrow melt into sweat
Let your joy spill into movement
There is no wrong way
Only an honest way
Dance when you are broken
Dance when you are whole
Dance when you are searching
Dance when you have arrived
The Earth will feel you
The Sky will see you
The Ancestors will recognize you
And your spirit will remember
It was born not to be still
But to move in beauty
This is the dance of Sacred Remedies
This is the path of movement as medicine