Originally published on The Body Temple.
I’m an introvert.
I know, I know… everyone is an introvert these days. But really, I am, and I was before it was popular to say so. I’m not painfully shy, but my alone time is precious. I feel drained if I spend too much time around a crowd (or only a few people… or even one person if the connection isn’t just right) and I need lots of time to recuperate. I love humanity with my whole soul, but ask me to engage with folks in that standard-issue, smile-and-act-interested kind of way that people expect… and it’s gonna be a ‘no’ from me, dawg.
Please invite me. I probably won’t come. But I love you. ❤
Admittedly, though, even as a solid introvert, I have still always had a longing for community. It’s a paradox I am constantly cycling through, and recently, it began to make sense.
During Black History Month (which some simply know as ‘February’), I dedicated The Body Temple’s Facebook page to one of my core healing practices – sacred ritual dance. I researched healing dances done across the African diaspora, and posted one almost every day. Aside from fulfilling my mission to educate, it was a dear pet project for me. I went willingly down every rabbit hole that opened and ended up learning so much more than I anticipated.
One of the things that struck me the most: no matter what type of healing ritual I encountered, ALL of them were done in community.
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