Sushi Zume Tokyo

(Hooper at San Francisco Love Fest)

After an extended time away from this blog space of mine I have sat down in front of the “write post” page and so that is exactly what I intend to do, write… Lots of wonderful things have been bubbling up and over and today I had a chance to release, share and receive some of the goodness that I soaked up at Hoop Camp and the Harbin Hoop Jam.

I held a 4 hour workshop today called Hoop Camp Confessions. In all honesty the abundance of hoop power that I received while away in San Francisco, Santa Cruz and Harbin for two weeks is still processing and swirling inside of me but I did my best to share some of the wisdom passed onto us all at the Hoop Camps. Today’s workshop was less about cramming in the tricks and so much more about connecting with our hoops, our bodies, our senses and channeling inspiration from hoop pioneers, divas, goddesses, warriors and masters across the globe.

I passed on the power of hooping blind today to some of the Tokyo hoopers. Blindfolded hooping is something I had played with previously but it was not until I spent a sunset hoop workshop with Baxter, Ann and Beth of The Hoop Path in a field of other blind hoopers with our toes in the grass and our bodies swaying in the breeze that I truly felt the power and intense benefits of taking sight away from hooping. To be honest I cried big tears of joy, awe and acceptance behind that blindfold with my toes in the grass and my body swaying in the breeze. I cried for my higher self and what I see it to be. I cried for the release, the letting go and I cried because right in that moment it hit me that standing there with Baxter guiding us, my toes in the grass, my body swaying in the breeze I had grabbed onto a dream and hadn’t let go, that dream had brought me to the field surrounded by other blind hoopers. That dream had changed my life, my world and part of what made that dream keep spinning was in fact rotating around my body and the bodies of the other eighty something hoopers in that field as the sun went down. Hoop dreams had taken me far and yet I also cried because I knew this was only just the beginning. Guided by Ann’s delving into imagination I hopped from mountain top to mountain top, blind I lost my fear of heights, I jumped freely and courageously. Coincidentally or not, my flight home a little under two weeks later was free of the anxiety I usually carry with me while flying, I flew freely and courageously. I have much gratitude to extend to Baxter, Ann and Beth for helping me to shift perceptions about hooping, balance, imagination, courage and self.

(Baxter – The Hoop Path)

Today I had the pleasure of being the seeing leading the blind. What I saw was not a bunch of hoopers in a studio in Tokyo with hoops spinning and blindfolds on. What I witnessed was energies attracting and protecting, bodies releasing, beats moving, tensions unwinding, imaginations sparking, a connected consciousness, toes in the grass, bodies swaying in the breeze.

to be cont…