BodySoul Rhythms

Happy Spring! We on the Board of the Marion Woodman Foundation would like to share with you our progress and recent changes to our website. First the whole organizational structure of the Board has transformed. We on the Board have become a working Board. There’s no longer an office person. We on the Board are the office. This was done to preserve the Marion Woodman Foundation. The offices expenses were eating away at the capital of the Foundation and threatened to bankrupt it. So, we took drastic action. Lori who had been our office person decided to retire. We as the Board made the difficult decision to not replace her but do the work ourselves. Now if you have problem that needs personal attention you are welcome to contact one of us on the Board. We have worked hard to update our online presence. We have created a new website and hired a website manager. We encourage you to submit postings, announcements, writings, blogs, books and articles as well as videos to our new website! For books: a clear image of the book cover, a link to where to order the book, a short description For other media: a link to the video/podcast etc., and a short description For workshops: the post needs to be post-ready, edited with the image that you wish to use. Madelyn, our website person’s role is to post to the website. Posting can be sent to office@mwoodmanfoundation.org. If you have questions or need assistance, please contact one of us on the Board. Please join us in continuing the growth of the Foundation. Warmest Wishes, Jean Palmer-Daley, President of the Board of the Marion Woodman Foundation - jpalmerdaley@gmail.com Polly Howells, Secretary - phows@aol.com Cindy Jacobs, Treasurer - cindyjjacobs@gmail.com Benedicte Lampe, Liaison with BodySoul Europe - benelampe@yahoo.com Sarah Przekwas- sprzekwas@gmail.com Marie Francoise d’Hubert - dhubert.mariefrancoise@orange.fr

When I think of the language we have in common as students of Marion Woodman , I remember the words she used to bring us together at the start of a morning session in our intensives. Often she asked us to think about what are the opposite feelings we are dancing with as we began the day And what is the still point in that dance? I can talk to anyone who was in those rooms and we most likely can remember the feeling of sitting in contemplation at the start of class pondering that question. I often didn't know how to respond but the more she repeated the question the easier it became to identify what I was holding at that moment in both hands,.. often it was joy and terror knowing another day of exploration and deep inner work would take me into an inner landscape I hardly had language for, tonight as I write this blog I can feel that exact tremor I had whenever I was asked AND what is the still point? Its many years later and now I am deeply familiar wit this concept as a living reality., This begins the conversation, I am curious if others who trained in BSR have thoughts?

For Sophia ~ Eva Rider I am the Voice behind the Silence behind all that you have forgotten and not yet remembered.
I am the Dance between...that one and single movement that twists like grapevine in Spring. I curl through toes, bend around ankles, grasping at knees and thighs. I am sinew, muscle, bones.
I sing your cells awake...anew.
I lighten your shoulders; I kiss your fingertips. You are my vessel, my instrument, my temple, my shrine.
Through all of your passages, through darkest tunnels of time, through wild winds to quiet shores..
I have held you;
even and especially, when you believed faith to be a farce
and reason merely a tool that men designed for ends without beginnings. To pave a way to me, life boarded up your heart
and slowly turned up the heat.
Smoldering white ash, now...you are ready to receive me.. To trust, because all other roads are barred to you. Your will is now at last, My Will. Surrender -
 Dance,
on the cliff edge; the mountain crag,
 Dance,
on the crest of an ocean wave; a cumulus cloud, Dance,
on a puff of smoke billowing from your own chimney. Sing....
even though you are off-key;
 Sing,
and the rain begins to fall;
 Sing,
because my voice calls you when all else is Silence.