To Remember This Dance, We Woke

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Para recordar este baile, nos despertamos
--por Ayla Nereo


Una vez que liberas tu vista, cuando eres para toda la vida, Somos…

Cuando sueño, sueño en blanco, con campanas y jaulas de pájaros, el sol del muelle y la especia de lo que está por venir, como si las imágenes se sucedieran una tras otra.


Pero esta vez, era de noche, la luna brillaba con intensidad y las palabras para los barcos pesqueros dormidos danzaban como si cayeran de la página, vivas…


Cuando la luz cayó, fue un ardor salvaje, como dijo la noche, se podía aprender, con el viaje en el que apostaste por olvidar al comenzar el baile…


¿Se erizaron los pelos del tiempo cuando pronuncié su nombre? y el orgullo que puede cegarnos, ¿acaso simplemente teme ser avergonzado? oh, la rama, ¿se la conoce por la semilla? cómo llega a ser… Y las flores conocen su poder justificado La belleza de ser Vistas


¡Oh, el orgullo que nos puede cegar! ¿Acaso teme simplemente ser avergonzado? Y la marea en su constante atracción no se domaría más que con la respiración. Oh, el pensamiento, ¿se conoce con la palabra? Cómo llega a ser... Y las flores de colores conocen su poder justificado. La belleza de ser Vistas...


Cuando sueño, sueño en vuelo Las olas y las calmas de todo lo que ha venido y el establecimiento de nuestra suma afín Un punto en una constelación


Cuando la luz cayó, fue un ardor salvaje Tu misión formándose con cada giro Para ensamblarlo y reconstruirlo todo Para recordar esta danza que despertamos


La belleza de ser Vist@...





Preguntas semilla para la reflexión: ¿Qué significa para ti la noción de "recordar esta danza que despertamos"? ¿Puedes compartir una historia personal que ilustre un momento de ardor salvaje que llevó a que tu misión se formara con cada giro? ¿Qué te ayuda a olvidar el tiempo y simplemente disfrutar de tu baile?


Ayla Nereo es cantante. Esta es la letra de su canción "Wild Burn".
Seed Questions for Reflection

What does the notion 'to remember this dance we woke' mean to you? Can you share a personal story that illustrates a moment of wild burn that led to your mission forming with every turn? What helps you take a chance to forget time and just be with your dance?

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4 Past Reflections
ST
Feb 17, 2026
Wow! this song is my life right at this moment. I am up in middle night preparing a dance camp retreat beginning tomorrow. So for me this is literal as well as a deep metaphor of the wild burn in my heart that gives me energy with little sleep and erratic eating to create a sacred space to dance with beloveds.
DD
Feb 13, 2026
The notion stirs my thoughts and beliefs that life is a dance, though we find ways to ruin it and turn it into drudgery or pain, and it is glorious to wake up to the dance that life is. I was once in a profound group retreat that was a positive wild burn that revealed a depth of life that I had never before seen. It opened my eyes to life below the surface or behind the veil. It was an awakening experience that changed me, has always stayed with me, and led to my mission of igniting that experience with and for others, which I seldom recreated to the extent I had experienced but sometimes recreate to some extent. What helps me take a chance is knowing how exhilarating and valuable the dance of life can be, and knowing it begins with my being true to and with myself, which is satisfying no matter what happens.
JP
Feb 12, 2026
This beautiful writing by Ayla Nereo reminds me of the spiritual saying in Sanskrit Yatha drusti tatha Srusti. The world appears as I see it. It depends on how I see it. If my vision is clear, I see the world clearly. If my vision is clouded, I see the world clouded. If I lose my visionary capacity, the world looks dark. To see the world as it is, I need to clear my inner glasses. When I clear my inner glasses, the world appears clearly , as it is. No more projections, no more illusions. When my eyes are clear I see the world as it is. Clarity makes me free, free from the bondage which I myself have created. When I was 20 years old I fell in love with a beautiful girl who was younger than me. My love for her made me "blind" or truly speaking I blinded myself and emotionally hurt myself and her too. When I 'woke up' from my sleep of self-centeredness I realized how much grief I had created in her life as well as in my life. Life is a dance. How I dance is up to me. Taking a wrong... View full comment
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Patrick V Feb 17, 2026
I feel the difference between your reflection and the poem is the difference between being seen and seeing. And I think that my observation doesn't at all invalidate what you've said. Essentially that all seeing is one and that being seen and personally seeing is the same but I can't really complete the thought at present.