i played the bad guy...

Last night i helped a friend with an interpretive dance piece they did and it was a pretty powerful message.
tempted by a love unhealthy, she falls to pieces and then finds herself to listen to inner voice, get up, tempted by money, she wants it so bad that she falls to her knees and licks the boot of the money clown, and last she is lost in her own self reflection and only hears the voices inside. later after this last piece she gets up again, love tempts her and she says no, her heart is good, tempted by money at first she takes it and then gives it back, then when the mirror is out instead of listening to inner daemon she takes the mirror from him and loves herself.

it was hard being the daemon of love, money and self esteem.
it reminded me of parts of my own life mostly...

and then it was over and i felt good. my friend and i burned some sage after our time on stage. to clear the air between us and that reality. it was my favorite part.