Whitin my young dance students, the paradox of wishing to be free of unruly and uncovenient bodily demands so that one might live peaceably from within one’s body recently seems to be intensified. Bodies are experienced as menace. From this perspective, they cannot but fail. Bodies seem to be bound to be wrong. No space for a shared problematic such as seeing our stance towards the body as problematic… Instead, they feel that the problem lies in the ineptitude of our individual endeavours.
Have we failed to create the body as it should be or how we want it to be?
It seems that we only have a temporary peace, with the next opportunity to take “it” in hand and attempt to keep refashioning it emotionally, physically, medically… around the corner.
There is no such thing as a body that can simply be.
Images by Rasha Kahil