Do you notice sometimes, especially after some deep, connected, expressive dancing, how the darkness that surrounds us, so vast and dense, seems lit from within by a luminous glow?
How buried at the heart of pain lies the portal to unexpected spaciousness of love?
Join us for a day of furious dancing, feeling, deep listening and aimless play so we can transform our heartache, despair, rage, terror, confusion, not knowing [___________] [fill in the blanks] into "something better:" a luminous openness that has space for all of this wild, wicked, wondrous life.
Grappling with Our Luminous Doom
Let's DANCE
Let's move together to release the pressure that sucks the living daylight out of us and to reclaim our energy, sanity, aliveness... the unmistakable luminescence at the heart of each of us.
Let’s claw ourselves out from the graves we’ve dug. Let’s lick the earth from our fingers. Let us look up and out and around. The world is big and wide and wild and wonderful and wicked, and our lives are murky, magnificent, malleable, and full of meaning.*
The floor is open to any body.
Bring your pretty dances and your clumsy ones, your tears and growls and mindless laughter. Receive real contact, resource, excellent company, and a lot of room to be 'as is.'
Take a free ride to community, infinity, and open space.
*An invitation from Padraig O'Tuama
Nothing is expected of you
All night I rose and fell, as if in water, grappling
with a luminous doom. By morning
I had vanished at least a dozen times into something better.
–Mary Oliver
Logistics
Western Sky Studio
2525 Eighth Street
Berkeley, CA
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NOVEMBER 15, 2025
Saturday | 11–5:30
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$108
Fee
[+$25 for CE certificate
if requested]
Your payment is non-refundable after November 8, 2024.
$25 cancellation fee before November 1.
The Fine Print:
The Fine Print:
For more information please email us.
The Fine Print:
We did not ask for this room or this music; we were invited in. Therefore, because the dark surrounds us, let us turn our faces toward the light. Let us endure hardship to be grateful for plenty. We have been given pain to be astounded by joy. We have been given life to deny death.
We did not ask for this room or this music. But because we are here, let us dance.
–STEPHEN KING [!]
