VCSW® Womens Work: “And You Are Still There” How Woman Understand, Support Each Other, and Endure.
There are three of us here
My mother, my monster, and me.
Sometimes I don’t know who it is
I don’t know who is talking
My mother, my monster, or me.
We behave ourselves into being. Most behavior comes from not being seen, first by our parents, second by our teachers, third by ourselves, fourth by our partners and our friends. In this way, life is a series of birth canals. The shape of our experiences, and how we interpret them and then integrate them into our deep self, helps form who we are, our being, who we give birth to as adult women, fully formed.
What do we do in ‘Womens Work’?
We reconnect with the ancient ceremony of being close together, in a safe space, one that allows us to touch, talk, listen, and tell our stories, and in so doing, to heal.
We will develop coping skills to help us navigate zones of annihilation, and identify the behavior that comes from our mother, or our monster, our our shadow selves and explore, together, the way of integration so we may stand as our true self, as “me.”
We will practice listening, touching, reliving, and receiving as ways of deepening our connection to the river of our life.
Through movement, touch, silence, bodywork and play we will hold witness to how our bodies remember what they have received, or did not receive, in the lives we have led, until now.
All in a healing environment of sisterhood.
When we notice the cycles of Nature, we can gain guidance to remind us that the most alchemical thing we can do is turn and tend to the healing of our own bodies.
March 14-16, 2024.
Contact: Daniela Hoerzer
0043-(0)316 77 42 14
September 27-29, 2024
Contact: Rebecca Mae Bacon firstname.lastname@example.org
Students of Milne Institute will receive a credit on their Dance Card for
One Professional session and Two Student Exchanges.
Womens Work is NCBTMB Board Certified for 24 CEU’s.
Prerequisite: Successful completion of C1 & C2.
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.