Friday, June 29, 2007
Yesterday Yang Shifu, on reading my copy of Chuangzi, talked about formlessness in Baguazhang. About moving to a place of no shape, no shadow. Last night, I spent a night in which my mind and body were almost obliterated (is this a good thing? It was an interesting thing). Today, in rehearsal I worked on the section of killing, eviscerating and butchering rabbits. Afterwards, lying on the floor in Svasana, I felt completely empty.