Friday, May 10, 2013

DANCING FOR OUR MANY MOTHERS


 Happy Mothers Day!

 Whether your mother is biological, or a mother within the realm of dance, use this weekend to honor her.

A few days ago, at a showcase, I was watching my beautiful friend Alli Ruth, a  belly dancer from Finland, perform.  She’d grown up in Southern California, and was trained by the late, great Diane Webber, a belly dance pioneer who influenced literally hundreds of dancers.  Diane’s troupe, Perfumes Of Araby, begat many strong solo performers who taught and influenced many others. Her classes at Every Woman’s Village in the San Fernando Valley   spawned   many accomplished dancers, including Jillina.

But back to my pal Alli Ruth: in the middle of her show, the woman sitting next to me burst into tears.  She clutched at my arm and  sniffled,

“I’m so sorry… but I see Diane in her dancing!”

It was a profound moment; I’m getting goose bumps right now just writing about it.

People have told me that they can see my teachers in my dancing, and I have also been told that students of mine reflect my own movements and essence.  While I was always proud of both statements, the point was never quite really driven home to me, until the other night…and then I began to think in an even broader scope.

In the very act of dancing, we are honoring our forebears in dance. Belly dancing has been handed down from mother to daughter, from teacher to pupil through many millennia and hundreds of generations. It is a song of the soul, and a celebration of beauty, femininity, power, and strength.


In the very act of dancing, we are honoring women   past and present, all over the world.

The women who gave birth to our physical beings are obviously very special, but there are so many other women to pay homage to… those women with no blood ties who selflessly gave birth to us in different ways.

 Our Dance Mothers nurtured us and raised us in art and beauty. They helped us through our baby steps to grow into strong performers, sharing our triumphs and our woes, advising us, seeing us through the ruts and rough periods. They understood our discouragement, our passions and helped us fulfill our goals.

No matter what style of dancing you perform,  take a moment to think of all those who came before you, those  who  pioneered the way for us, those who taught our teachers.

Give silent  respect and love to  the myriad women whom we never even knew in our lifetimes, women from this country and many other countries all over the globe who all have a hand in what we are doing today,  the gift of dance that we might sometimes take for granted, grumbling in a class or competing for a dance job.

 On Mothers Day let’s belly dance… let’s dance for the mothers, grandmothers , great grandmothers and great  great grandmothers of our dance. Let’s celebrate the lives of Biblical temptresses, harem slaves, dirt-poor villagers,  the women in tiny dark apartments in Cairo in the 1970’s, the Romany women of the defunct Sulukule ghetto in Istanbul.

Let’s dance for  women of the stage and silver screen who dared to dance when they were forbidden to. Let's dance for the women who shamed their families by dancing. Let’s dance for women in Beirut when the bombs fell, for the women and girls of blood-torn Syria, for the veiled women who can’t drive in Saudi Arabia, and for all the women and girls  in Afghanistan who were denied education. Let’s dance for Malala Yousafzai, the Pakistani teenager who crusaded for women’s rights in the Swat Valley, who was shot in the head by the Taliban.

 Let’s dance for all the  women whom we will never even know in our lifetimes… let’s dance for those who can’t, and  then let’s close our eyes and hear their voices.

6 comments:

  1. AJ Thank you so very much... it came from my heart! : )

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  2. Lovely post!

    I relate to this in many ways, I definitely think of my belly dance teachers as the mothers of my own dance. I lost my own mother when I was 10 years old & I found belly dance the year after. Dance has definitely helped me heal from that loss.

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  3. My "dance mother" is Marlene Verny and she taught me Graham Technique in high school modern dance.. in Germany at an American School. She lives out there in LA now. I'm going to write her a note on her FB on Sunday!

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  4. What a wonderful, wonderful post. I sent this on to my Belly Dance Mama, Patricia Guffey, who I love dearly and who has influenced me beyond belief.

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  5. Wonderful. I am writing a term paper on the origins of bellydance. May I quote your piece?

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