The Embodied Current Blog

Over the weekend I had a really powerful breathwork experience. One of those moments where the message comes through so clearly that you cannot ignore it. The message was simple. Stop holding back. What I saw very clearly was how much I still hold myself in when it comes to expression. Especially through movement. Especially through dance. I noticed how often I dance in a way that feels safer. Smaller. More controlled. Even when my body is wanting something else. More hips. M

Winter can be a funny time. The days are shorter, we spend more time indoors, and life can start to feel a little heavy or repetitive. I notice during this season how easy it is to live mostly in my head and forget about my body altogether. Ecstatic dance has been one of the ways I reconnect with myself when that happens. If you are new to the idea, ecstatic dance is simply free movement to music. There are no steps to learn and no right way to move. You let your body lead.

Our Daydream ecstatic dance event is this Sunday, November 23 and I know some of you are still on the fence. Maybe you have been feeling curious about ecstatic dance, but you are not totally sure what to expect.  Maybe a part of you wants to come, and another part feels nervous or awkward about the idea of “dancing” in front of other people. If that is you, you are not alone. I felt the exact same way before my first ecstatic dance. In this post, I want to answer some of the

Last week, I shared how ecstatic dance completely changed my life. You might have seen me talk about it on social media or in my stories, but maybe you have wondered what exactly is ecstatic dance and how it works. At its core, ecstatic dance is a free form movement practice where you listen to music and allow your body to move however it wants. There are no specific dance moves, no choreography, and no pressure to look a certain way. You simply tune in, feel the music, and

I didn’t realize this weekend would end up changing my entire life. I first experienced ecstatic dance at a three-day conscious, substance-free retreat in Austin, Texas (think Hippie vibes). I went by myself and didn’t know anyone. It was just something I felt pulled to do, like a deep knowing in my body that I needed to go. I had become a new mom the year before, and it was the first time I had danced sober since I was fifteen. Before that, my life looked really different. F

The other morning my four-year-old took five whole minutes to get into her car seat. If you’re a parent, you know this can feel like...