Consciousness expresses itself through creation.
This world we live in is the dance of the creator.
Dancers come and go in the twinkling of an eye but the dance lives on.
On many an occasion when I am dancing, I have felt touched by something sacred.
In those moments, I felt my spirit soar and become one with everything that exists.
This world we live in is the dance of the creator.
Dancers come and go in the twinkling of an eye but the dance lives on.
On many an occasion when I am dancing, I have felt touched by something sacred.
In those moments, I felt my spirit soar and become one with everything that exists.
I become the stars and the moon. I become the lover and the beloved.
I become the victor and the vanquished.
I become the master and the slave. I become the singer and the song.
I become the knower and the known.
I keep on dancing then it is the eternal dance of creation.
The creator and creation merge into one wholeness of joy.
I keep on dancing… and dancing… and dancing, until there is only… the dance.”
I become the victor and the vanquished.
I become the master and the slave. I become the singer and the song.
I become the knower and the known.
I keep on dancing then it is the eternal dance of creation.
The creator and creation merge into one wholeness of joy.
I keep on dancing… and dancing… and dancing, until there is only… the dance.”
Este mundo en el que vivimos es la danza del creador.
Los bailarines van y vienen en un abrir y cerrar de ojos pero la danza sigue existiendo.
En muchas ocasiones cuando estoy bailando, me he sentido tocado por algo sagrado.
En esos momentos, siento mi espíritu elevarse y hacerse uno con todo lo que existe.
Me convierto en las estrellas y la luna.
Me convierto en el amante y el amado.
Me convierto en el vencedor y el vencido.
Me convierto en el amo y en el esclavo.
Me convierto en el cantante y la canción.
Me convierto en el conocedor y en el conocimiento.
Sigo bailando, entonces es la eterna danza de la creación.
El creador y su creación se funden en una plenitud de gozo.
Sigo bailando… y bailando… y bailando, hasta que sólo hay…La Danza.
Extraído del libro “Dancing the Dream” de Michael Jackson
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