To witness someone who is losing their conscious identity is a ‘messy, risky’ endeavor. Memories are a large part of identity, so when someone we love loses their memories we risk them losing us - scary from either side of the equation. To experience their experience requires great courage and fortitude and opens the soul to previously unimaginable horizons, because then we are as much inside another's experience as can we be, and usually understand less, until later.
wonderful writing Deepam- as usual! I want you to be a dance writer along with all your other projects- the community needs you! (i was hoping to see the H.S. performance myself but was away care-giving for my sister in California- I'm sure I would have related to much of the piece!)
This is a gorgeous and beautiful rendering of what we experienced that night. I cried all the way home. This helps me keep it in my heart. Important to write about the things that move us. Thank you! ❤️
To witness someone who is losing their conscious identity is a ‘messy, risky’ endeavor. Memories are a large part of identity, so when someone we love loses their memories we risk them losing us - scary from either side of the equation. To experience their experience requires great courage and fortitude and opens the soul to previously unimaginable horizons, because then we are as much inside another's experience as can we be, and usually understand less, until later.
wonderful writing Deepam- as usual! I want you to be a dance writer along with all your other projects- the community needs you! (i was hoping to see the H.S. performance myself but was away care-giving for my sister in California- I'm sure I would have related to much of the piece!)
This is a gorgeous and beautiful rendering of what we experienced that night. I cried all the way home. This helps me keep it in my heart. Important to write about the things that move us. Thank you! ❤️