A part of my mind has formed that wasn’t there before. I refuse to process, scan, to try to grasp and discern, to categorize and evaluate. An insight, a step, a thought  A truth, a feeling, a song A wish, a look, a tear A fear, a breath, a path…

Everything I have experienced during the months with Sisters Performance Method feels like rituals to me now. I want to name them as individual classes, to explore and describe their transformative possibilities and manifestations within the frame of a ritual. But they are all entangled and interwoven. They come from…