Dancing the Truth

I don’t believe honesty is verbal. You can’t just vomit the truth. We aren’t always even conscious of our “truth”. We are all incredibly skilled at self-deception. It is a coping mechanism. The truth we experience is a story layered on reality in a way that we find useful. That story nudges our choices by creating habits. Scripts. Ways to respond to things that repeat. These are stories that are going on in the background with the mute button on. They have control, but we just scroll down our timelines looking for the cat memes. A lot of mental health work is about developing an awareness of your patterns. Over time. Gently. Even then, once you become aware of the patterns, the work has just begun. Our responses are deep soaked. Down to the way our finger tips talk automatically with our knees. Conversations built over years. Like learning new dance steps, you start slow and internalise the way you want to move. Then you practice every day.

Dance Class