Sweet Gyre is the new title of the piece rising out of the ashes of Body-Scan. I am not sure what the work is about at this point, after only two weeks of rehearsals. But it feels like we are creating a landscape out of the dreams, pleasures and needs of our bodies.
Yesterday, I attended an Idle No More "flashmob" outside the CBC. It was more than a flashmob, though. It was a prayer circle, a ceremony. As the young man who led some of the drumming and singing said, it was a recolonizing of the colonizers' spaces.
The women were in the centre of the circle, the men on the outside. Bringing spirit and the circle into the linear spaces of our cities, of our consciousness. At some point, the young man said, "Look, we have visitors." Overhead, framed by towers of glass and concrete, against a rare blue winter sky, two eagles circled in a blessed gyre.