hula hoop

healing

grow

i finally had my first hooping class yesterday. needless to say, this circular, magical thing gave me the most intense connection i’ve ever experienced with the hoop, with other people and with myself. i’ve learnt a lot from various tutorials on the internet, but they’re just not quite like this. i’m really grateful for the amount of online tutorials available, if it wasn’t for them, i wouldn’t know how great this thing is. but personally, it was the presence of others, their live energy and our interaction that worth beyond my personal interest. “we all come here to have fun, so don’t judge yourselves.”

i took the initiation class, so sure i had to start from the very basic of rolling the hoop with my hips and working together to find the rhythm, but there were also something new i discovered. it was very repetitive, but never the same. i think that’s the fundamental thing about what tiana zoumer called the pointless art. her words remind me that there’s really no rush for progression,  there will always be an infinite amount of flow to any direction, “fuck the best idea of myself”.

then there was also this magical moment of hinging between consciousness and unconsciousness, of being in control of everything, yet letting everything loose at the same time. that was the time i was fully connected with myself, and it opened myself to any possibility. i was positive beyond anything. i was fully conscious of my potentiality. i no longer doubt.

i went home right away and sang all the happy songs with my heart. i careless of how i sound. i sang all the happy songs happily. i grow and grow and grow, because i’m alive.