French Brain Farts

Well, I wish I could say it was a fun weekend–I spent 2 days in a ‘Lecoq’ theater workshop which turned out to be a giant brain fart stretched out to infinity one minute and scrunched down to a molecule the next.  Know what I mean?  Me neither…wait, that’s what a black hole does!  And it sucks every ounce of energy you have in the process!  By stretching our senses, imagination and kinesthetic intelligence with short and extreme challenges, hopefully we begin to think and ‘see’ differently, create illusion and manipulate time and space in the minds of others.  i.e. with 2 other people, show us 3 ways to fly; move your body like ‘yellow,’ now ‘purple;’ move with 7 levels of tension around an imaginary swimming pool where a cop is chasing a robber; and ultimately, present the whole “Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom” in 5 minutes with 3 other lucky folks on a stage about 7’x4!’  Ed says, “It sounds like a nightmare.”  Yep, Nightmare on Elm Street in Tiverton, RI.

But I loved the mental challenge, surprise of opening a new mental door and seeing a flash of light, and being a ‘first responder’ again.  So after the pain subsides, a little sleep, and escaping the pressure and limits of an aging body, I can laugh at the ah-ha and realize that once again the French have figured out a way to torture everyone else.  Next week, Antigravity Yoga with my sister… developed by Cirque du Soleil on hanging scarves!!