Borderlands between water and land inspire my body to move. In my site-specific dance, I am invited into a linguistics of creation where the slowing down of time provokes a somatic response. As a landscape dancer and writer, I am caught in the poetics of the natural world, drawn to call and respond to the moving elements of the earth, which move through me. For almost three decades, I have danced in connection to the British Columbia terrain, conscious of being a visitor on this earth. I dance, wander, and wonder on the unceded traditional lands of the Coast Salish peoples.
I explore inner and outer landscapes, where movement and poems arise from the textures of water, sky, wind. My body is the earth and the earth is my body, a reciprocal relationship between nature and flesh. This is a conversation, not a performance, in which I listen and respond to the changing colours, weather patterns, birdsong, and tides. Ultimately I am a tidal creature, formed by the Atlantic, where I was raised, and transformed by the Salish Sea on the edge of the Pacific, where I have lived most of my adult life. Site-specific performance becomes an art of moving backwards and forwards — a perceiving with my whole body.
Somehow, I cannot merely walk on the path, but am called to move my limbs in response to the animate earth. I am invited into a deep somatic attentiveness, where art emerges. I am created and recreated in this dance practice — humbled to be dancing upon humus, in partnership withsea and wind, herons and eagles, never knowing who may appear from the more-than-human world. I move in awe as a lover of creation, in the company of a world brimming with life.
Through these conversations, I know there is an environment in danger, and that I am part of this ecology, not separate. Dancing in relation to the land and sea opens up a deep communion with the earth, where everything is connected. Sensuous knowledge becomes the inspiration to be an advocate for caring for the planet in a time of ecological crisis. The earth roots me in my body and I become porous for the living creation to work within.
There are lessons here — dance has brought them to me. There is a profound change within the human spirit when dancing in and with the natural world. A poetic grammar touches the depths of being and unleashes the textures of a wild landscape, even on the edge of urban life. Through the soles of my feet, the breath in my lungs, I listen to the pulse of the earth.