Extremes: Thinking out loud for a bit

The majority of people who came to my workshop reported that the reason they did so was because the word “gentle” appeared in the title. When we got into practice, something became clear: folks had very little sense of there being any middle ground. Either you’re lying around on bolsters with no  “work” involved or doing high impact aerobic asana and sweating yourself into a frenzy. The suggestion that any pose can be done in a slower and simpler way seemed foreign to the familiar models. I couldn’t help but feel that these extremes in practice sensibility, as well as the comments on Facebook, are reflecting a need for lost nuance.”  J. Brown, Yoga Extremism

I love J. Brown’s blog and how he thinks about yoga, movement, bodies, and concepts around simplicity being at the heart of the most complex practice of all. I have been doing yoga for a long time, though mine is very much a personal practice rather than part of my livelihood in any way. Because dance as work has been part of my entire teenage and adult life as a learner, practitioner, performer, and teacher, I pretty much think about everything I do or read or see body-wise through the lens of dance. It is a blessing and a curse, but it’s just how it is.

The quote above resonated with me greatly as an ongoing learner and practitioner of a culturally rooted dance art. I see similar patterns in global belly dance: Our community has its own extremes. We (note: we as a community, not necessary me or you specifically, dear reader) hear jokes about ‘housewife bellydancers’ and often the term ‘hobbyist’ is used with a snide tone of voice or a small eye roll, as if to have a hobby is somehow lesser (I cannot tell you how much I disagree, as do many I am sure, but that is for another post). While attendees of weekly classes are the bread and butter of the locally based dance instructor, there is also a consistent sense that there must be some goal in sight, a progression that is external to the dancer, perhaps the next extreme I’ll talk about pervading the first. On the other extreme, dancers revel in the joy of ‘no pain, no gain’ style study, constantly climbing ladders to new levels, internally relevant certifications, and opportunities to take different classes. It is advertised breezily that if you can walk after the workshop or don’t smell like bengay, you’re doing it wrong. The camaraderie of taking a path of intense physical training is strong and the appeal seems to come from it making one a “real” dancer, as perhaps we think it mimics ballet, our strongest cultural marker of what it is to be a dancer (never mind the weeding out that happens at a young age in professional ballet before the opportunities to take class 8 hours a day are presented).


As a teacher, at a certain point it behooves one to offer performance opportunities to students if you want to maintain class numbers. This has long been a part of our globalized belly dance culture, and while it is how I was raised as a young dancer, and indeed how I operate as an instructor, I find myself questioning it as a ‘must’. As a learner these days, admittedly a bit older and in a place where I have had a performance career already, I find myself appreciating class for just exactly what it is—-class, a place to learn with someone who can teach, a private moment to feel my body and its power as well as its weaknesses, a place to leave my ego at the door and try new things, or some days just to revel in the comfortable places I know I can shine and feel good.

I feel something is lost between the two extremes, namely the social dance aspect or just dancing or taking class for the fun of it. Perhaps my sense is a part of the way the entire scene has changed? For belly dancers who do want to take the path to perform as work there are less jobs than ever, the bands are mostly gone, and those that are around tend to play open stage nights where dancers can sign up to dance for free or for dinner along with a long list of others. Fun for sure, but hardly a job! Another path is to work within the community, as our scene is now large enough to support many of us teaching and performing for other dancers (we use the term ‘on the workshop circuit’). It is a tough life, but one that can be quite satisfying, although ultimately you are rarely reaching the general public with your work, and often the roots—-the Arabness of our form that makes it unique and special—-go by the wayside or become more fantasy than reality, or more myth and legend of how it used to be than the current reality.

I won’t pretend to end this with any great insights or answers. This is an ongoing pattern of thinking for me as I plan future classes I want to offer and that I want to take. There are certainly pockets of joy in our dance form all over, but they don’t always get the attention. Does it matter? Why is that? Check out J. Brown’s piece, and fellow dancers, feel free to let me know if you think I am off base with what you see in our own scene.

P.S. I’m writing from New York, where I have been for most of August!

Stretching my wings

I teach at a university that runs on a semester system, and have come to plan a lot of the rest of my life around that calendar. I like the cyclical nature of it all. Things start, things end, there is a break and time to breathe, and then things start again, a little the same but a little different. It works for me. Dance teacher colleagues have called me crazy for taking 2 to 6 week breaks from ongoing classes, but I find a regular short ‘sabbatical’ of sorts twice a year refreshing. It makes me a better teacher to step back and be a bit selfish (though that word sounds more negative than I mean it to) for a minute. When I can just be a student and be a newbie and be more open it ultimately serves my audiences and my students, and myself, pretty darn well.

Today after I leave the university, heading into a month off after the whirlwind of finals week and a lot of grading, I’m going directly to a dance studio to work with new to me teachers in a style not my own, and I pretty much have no idea what to expect. I’m excited and nervous and doing my best to be open. I know that even as a dancer and thinker and dance maker and teacher in a very rooted style and form I can learn a lot from other body thinkers and dancers. I am particularly excited how this dancemaker (Joe Goode) talks in terms of human-ness — he has a class called ‘movement for humans’, and writes of starting simple wherever you are at, having no expectation of anything perfect or even particularly good, and authenticity in the body you are in at the moment. It all fits a lot of my own philosophies about dance, at least on paper. We’ll see very soon what the reality brings.

Here is what I am attending: Start Simple

I’m always excited to be in a dance studio, whatever happens.

And yeah, I’m back to updating the blog, so I’ll keep you posted. I have some old posts at blogger, but I can’t even access that site anymore since the big G took it over. WordPress it is!