I can remember the first time that I attended the dance experience. I remember how I truly... felt myself returning "home"... I started feeling compassion and love for myself, of which I hadn't allowed myself to feel since before becoming a mom. I was reclaiming the part of me I gave away, my passion, my spirit, ME! Erica, I don't think that these words do justice to how much healing, beauty, happiness that have inhabited me since joining DOWH.

— Carroll Malkin

Twyla Kowalenko's blog

What exactly is that thing we call community?

 

community artpiece

Contained space, observing versus acting, and growing the circle

 

twyla dancing at nuit blanche

Just over a week ago I attended my second Nuit Blanche here in Toronto (described as a “free all-night contemporary art event”).  This second attendance allowed for my first time participation in the event.

It’s about community

TwylaA number of months ago the idea struck me and its profound resonance left me unquestioning about the work I needed to do: to take the healing, community-building practice of DOWH to women who do not have access to such an embodied practice but who could stand to most benefit from it. The “what” was obvious. The “how”? Not so much. A social worker by training, I have experience in community outreach, counselling, group facilitation, project development, monitoring and evaluation, and fund development. This is my first endeavour of such scope, however, and I have consistently found myself at a loss as to what the next right steps are for this passion project.