Wild hearts, run free. Never be hung up, hung up like my man and me…”
So much new exploring. So much stimulating interaction. So much creativity.
“This is our lives!”
We live in the moment, listening to one another, feeling the air on or skin, watching the people moving around, speaking to strangers, making strangers friends. The fire stays till dawn accompanied by singing from the crowd. Community is where the heart of life is, and in the heart is where movement lives.
We take a risk with our workshop and experiment. Six people in a yurt playing with mud on a canvas. Guided by sensation, dancing and singing, moving as a group. We were well received. “Liberating!”
The last day was sunny and dozy, crowds hanging out in the sun drinking tea.

We dug up some more soil and rolled out the canvas for the kids to have some muddy fun painting!
Youngsters of all ages joined in, and what a masterpiece they created!
” I’ve got it on my feet!”
