I am offering a collective moment to witness solos pass between performers. An invitation to hold one another in our watching and our changing. To allow the detail of dancing, the hum and thud of heartbeats, the gentle transformations, the developing of constellations both bodily and cosmic.

Outside, there is a sudden, huge downpour. I am editing a poem and thinking through a new dance work. I am thinking through layers of change whether profound, minor, shocking, wanted. I am again drawn to flooding, being flooded, again sensitive and re-sensitising. I am again wondering about spilling but about gathering too.

My heart. The Ocean. Everywhere splinters.

An image I keep returning to within grief, is to hold my broken heart splinters in an expansive, new network so the task is less about mending and more about holding these pieces suspended in space, as they are; a net of grief and a net of love.

Many Lifetimes is a new live work in the round by Yewande 103 building on our body of work exploring dynamic cycles of loss and healing through watery symbolism.

All under a melting canopy.

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