When I first saw this piece by the legendary and uber-mindblowingly-talented Mia Michaels I cried for hours. I could not believe that someone had put into movement exactly what I had been feeling all along. It was as if she were in my head and had pulled out some version of my pain and struggle with my changing and eroding frame and matched it with music and dance.
She is....my goodness....I can't even find a word for what she is....she just IS. This piece has since brought me to my knees (when I can get there with no pain) and has become a symbol of the struggle I am facing. The words of the song are so powerful and so to the uttermost point of the depths of my very soul I could have written those lyrics. Her marriage of movement, phrase, arch, contracting and releasing of spirit in this piece shout my personal struggles. I thank her for being a vessel that is able to contain so much talent and creativity in such a small person. How she manages to contain it all without exploding or imploding...I'll never know. She is a genius beyond words.
And this piece is burned into the deep places of my heart longing for a moment when I can be that young dancer. Moving across the stage like a gazelle. Effortless, like air, like vapor, soaring higher and moving around all the space absorbing light and drawing it into himself.
If there is any doubt as to what my life feels like up till now...watch this piece and read the lyrics...it will tell you the story of Lisi's Pain:
This Bitter Earth
By: Dinah Washinton
This bitter earth
What fruit it bears
What good is love
That no one shares
And if my life is like the dust
That hides the glow of a rose
What good am I
Heaven only knows
This bitter Earth
Can it be so cold
Today you're young
Too soon your old
But while a voice
Within me cries
I'm sure someone
May answer my call
And this bitter earth
May not be so bitter after all
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