My dance of Aliveness

My body vibrates.

Aliveness in every cell.

My heart is wide open.

Someone has played my soul`s music.

And all my cells are dancing to that song.

There is movement within me.

I feel the movement within you too.

I feel your cells dancing.

We dance together and remind each other of our song.

This describes perfectly how I felt after my first ISTA training.

It was like a reminder of something I've carried within me my entire life.

Words and experiences that touched every corner of my being.

Their frequency effortlessly made my innermost core and every cell vibrate.

And from within myself, from my own inner dance to the music of my soul, I danced myself into a little more freedom.

Free from the self-built walls I held up while moving through the world like a soldier.

Always on the fence.

Always ready to fight.

Always along the wall of shame, of a sense of duty, of functioning perfectly.

Long ago, I had already made the deal:

Trying to belong in exchange for betraying myself.

For many years of my life, I had numbed, locked and walled up my sensitivity, my desire for depth, my aliveness and my big heart.

In this retreat, I felt welcomed with all my parts:

with my skeptic and the curious one.

With my fear and my exuberant joy.

With my yes and my no. (And I especially tested the no's 😉).

With all the paradoxes I carry within me.

I learned how to hold myself better.

And that I am held.

And to allow myself to be held.

I experienced to be accepted and held in my response to challenges,

and to be supported in finding self-empowered paths that are right for me.

I am not gonna lie—the week really challenged me.

In the best sense:

Again and again, I was constantly challenged to rediscover myself behind my walls.

My soul's music was sung to me again and again:

I met people who spoke with words about love, connection, and intimacy that I had previously only carefully whispered in my own ear talking about my innermost, deepest longings.

My different parts were asked for a dance:

My inner child, my inner man, my inner woman, my shadows, my light, my spirit, and my body...

Until finally, every cell remembered and began to vibrate to the beat.

First very carefully and then more and more exuberantly.

Now I remember my soul's music.

And I remember how to listen.

My walls are lowered

so that I can look beyond and stay connected to my wild, free, deep core.

And when I take time and space for a few deep breaths

to listen to the music,

my sensitivity, my depth and my heart awakens

my body vibrates again

and the aliveness remembers

how to dance its magical dance within me.

This training has profoundly enriched my life, and that's why I now organize ISTA trainings in Germany.

If you're interested, check out www.ista-germany.com www.ista.life