Falling in Love with still.being.moved

When I first met still.being.moved, her name was Embody. She was just being born into this world and I was among those invited to attend the birth. She came into being through the genius of my friend and teacher, Sarah Marshank, about fifteen years ago.

I noticed two things upon walking into the birth place, a gorgeous dance and yoga studio in Ashland, Oregon. First, it smelled wonderfully of some essential oil or, perhaps, incense. More importantly for me, a song I loved was playing: Subandallah by Parijat, from the first Buddha Lounge album. (For the curious: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5xCWeyp9xJ0.)

Sarah had invited twelve of us to help with Embody’s birth, asking only that we show up each Sunday over a period of six weeks, participate wholeheartedly, and give feedback on our experience. 

We sat cross-legged in a circle as Sarah briefly described the experience we were about to bring to life. Alone, together. Via a space where movement, stillness, and witnessing one another were available. With time, sound, and silence as parameters. The invitation was straightforward, clear, intriguing ...

At that time, I felt lucky to be moving—and not moving—with others to ravishing music in this beautiful, safe, and expertly held environment. I learned later that a whole world of philosophy and science supports the evolution of this seemingly simple practice into the somatic component of Selfistry (https://selfistry.com), now known as still.being.moved.

Over time, I’ve engaged with Sarah for education and training in Selfistry, and I’ve hosted lovely, intimate somatic events in Oregon, Texas, and Mexico. 

During covid times, I continued my practice at home, in the privacy and comfort of my living room. Different. Juicy in its way. And eventually I began sharing this practice again, this time, online. And it works. Better than I could have imagined …

*For my approach to the still.being.moved somatic practice of Selfistry, go to https://wellwisestrong.com/classes#Still.