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Maja
"the Girl from the Nile"

Insights from Ancient Lands
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2005 - India     2002 - Turkey, India, Australia, Egypt     1999 - Morocco, Egypt, Paris, Pensic

Review Tours to Egypt:  August, 2001   2003  2004  2005

 


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Summer 2005, Maja in India

 

My insights from India.- Summer august 2005

 

I just arrived with my Caravan to Egypt 2005  with the  nicest fun group, and jumped into another plane to Mother INDIA for my adventure vacation, energizing, healing journey.

 

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Summer 2002, Maja in Turkey, India, Australia, Egypt

Maja in Turkey - January 2002

MERHABA - I am on my path always looking for ancient lands and searching for myself, starting the new year 2002 in Istanbul. My Dance is so blessed and I am so grateful that helped me to open and broadened my feelings and get in touch with so many different cultures, mystical sounds and haunting melodies, tastes and dances. Istanbul is a merging of West & East. It has an European look although some ancient Palaces Topkapi and The Blue Mosquee and hundred of domed mosques w/minarets, and is winter cold freezing, and one of the most moving experiences is listening to the chants of dozens of "muezzins", the cantors, we hear them 5 times a day  calling for prayer from all the mosques, which is an incredible feeling of connection.

I wandered 4 days in the intense colorful, amazing 4.000 shops of the Ancient Grand Bazaar, looking for costumes and accessories bargaining the prices to exhaustion; I experienced 4 shows w/delicious food and wonderful Belly Dancers on Egyptian Style Cabaret Style, with so many talented musicians; I meditated and watched the fascinating Sufi Whirling Dervishes; was lucky to see so many belly dancers on TV celebrating the night of 31st; I had a few of Turkish Bath so famous, bathing, massaging, scrubbing, an unbelievable experience in an old palace and felt like a Princess of 1001 nights.

THE MUSIC AND DANCE. 4 days is not much but I stretched every minute out of it. I could appreciate the deepness, the artistry and a variety of Turkish musicians. They are awesome, so deep and tormented, passionate and their instrument cries a longing and strength of their people, echoes from the mountains, from the deserts, the power of love, and the mysticism of their beliefs , their music goes deep into the heart and soul.

Turkish people love to sing, dance, eat good food, play instruments and do poetry.  It s part of their culture and their growing.  I've seen so many instruments stores and men dancers with incredible costumes from different parts of Turkey. They looked so noble, as warriors, dramatic, wild and passionate. It s a merging of Gypsy, Russian Dance w/ intricate foot steps. -
The Turkish Gypsy Rom so much acclaimed in America and performed wild and free, I did not see. They are performed in specific areas of Istanbul that I could not reach, with such a limited time.   I only saw the Karshlama a couple of times danced by a group of women very well behaved and in folklore costume from  the Anatolia region.

Most of the Belly Dancers I've experienced are doing Egyptian style with all the accents, the timing, the drumsolos. And they are so elegant, beautiful costumes and all in high heels.  The Dance is everywhere, even the conservative or modern singers doing steps and movements of the Dance while they are singing. And TARKAN, most famous awesome pop singer is moving like a belly dancer doing shimmies with finger cymbals. I saw a famous trio troupe "MESDEKE" belly dancers famous because they cover  their faces and performed with him.  The best of this trio is their costumes.

THE BEST PLACES for BELLY DANCE SHOWS  "The Orient House"; "Gar" & "The Sultanas". Food, Show, Services are awesome



THE GRAND BAZAAR. it was worth the long trip, the cold & the snow in the last day, just for wandering in the so many streets of the bazaar and touching, feeling, tasting the different textures and colors, the spices, apple tea, glitter of the costumes, all kind of scarves, so much gold, brass, ceramic, carpets,  fabrics, Turkish exotic music all over, torrone and loukoum & all kind of  pistaccio & nuts, and their Viagra version with figs filled with nuts and honey,  and such a variety of delicious smelling good food . It s so much fun and exhausting to cultivate the Art of bargaining which starts with a cup of tea.  
To be in an Ancient Bazaar is like to be in a dream. It s just magical, transformational, tridimensional, awakes the senses, move the adrenaline and bring up the passion that we have forever for our Dance .

Lots of stores selling Belly Dance costumes professionals or "Hobby" as they say. You have to go around
and discuss prizes for hours. You need time and patience.  Not too much English around.
Istanbul might be more interesting in the good weather, but still do not beat the charm, the sympathy,
the mysticism, the feeling of Ancient and magical Egypt. It's not even comparable.

THE SUFI - WHIRLING DERVISHES - I was lucky to see this fascinating and mysterious ceremony which is performed at their temple once the last Sunday of each month. This temple was the first dervish temple established in Istanbul since 1491. Mevlana Rumi, my favorite most extraordinary poet w/ 25.000 poems was the founder more than 700 years ago, of this mystic order, the dance of an ancient Islamic sect, which practiced spinning and whirling a way to reach internal peace. As the dervishes enter the circle, their arms crossed across their chests means "the unity of God". During the whirling or "Sema" their arms are extended with the right hand opened upward, the left hand turned downward which means "from God we receive, to man we give, we keep nothing to ourselves". The whirling is a means for humans to reach Divine Reality, it is an intoxication of the soul
Just as the moon and planets revolve both around their own axes and also around the sun, the dervishes whirl and rotate around the room... just as  they believe the universe rotates in the presence of God.-

 

India

We are so grateful to India Mother Land… India gave us so much! India gave us the Sacred Sound of Om…Yoga…the Art of Meditation…the Kundalini…Karma…Gurus…the art of Kama Sutra and Tantric moods—Bagwan Rajneesh and my Master Maharaji…

India gave us the transparency of saris and veils, the colors of Cholis…the ankle bracelets…the Beauty of the Henna Menhdi…and the Bindi…the Sacredeness of Mudras…the stillness of the Ancient Dance…Shiva and Shakti…the sound of the cythar…and the smell of Incense. We breathe and wear the colors of India in our daily life…

We go to India to follow trails of Ashrams, Temples or Ancient Palaces, Tantric Statues, the secrets of Nirvana…or to follow some ancient mystical dream…

I went to experience the Heart of India following the trail of Cholis. I went from village to village in over crowded slow trains, old bumpy falling apart overcrowded buses…watching the sacred cows, elephants and camels through my window…delays…long waitings…slow service…patience…push cars or rickshaws, carrying up and down my treasures, wandering from bazaar to bazaar…frustrations, being surrounded by hundreds of beggars, the poor, the filth, the dirt, the holly cows everywhere and their shit…impossible smell and the fleas.

But also I was surrounded by…the temples and…the unbelievable multicolored carpets of yellow and fuschia flowers to be given as offerings…I offered a purple lotus to one of the deities in a temple…the sound of bells…the smell of incense all over…the artisans working in leather, carving, dying eternal fabrics, creating fabulous jewelry…

And the Women a whole world apart. The most beautiful. They look like goddesses, priestesses, princesses, a Unity, a power of multicolored flowing saris, like a dance. From the village woman, to the one who wipes the streets…from the one who lives in the slums to the woman worker, young, children or elder they all wear saris and veils at all times, with such a charm, creativity, such a sense of color and taste, adorned with lots of jewelry from head to toes, bindis, menhdi, and some of them riding scooters…

I was obsessed on my search of Cholis, determined, compelled, desperate, frustrated, looking for them, touching, smelling, still learning the art of bargaining, bargaining and bargaining, and got in touch with the different colors and lives that Cholis possess…the same as the Tatoos, the designs in Cholis also represents symbols from different tribes and regions, where they are created. They can be made in the region of Kootch, in Gujarat, Rajastan or the South of India.

They are magical Cholis patched together with old, used and new pieces, embroidered with mirrors, bangles, shells, coins, silver jewelry, satin flowers…they are pieces of Art.

An Ancient Art! I wonder to whom it had belonged, which tribe, which land it came from…which essence?…a gypsy like me?…they have their own life, usually come in small and medium sizes because the women in India who wear this kind of Cholis are skinny and small. When we get one, we have to reconstruct it, open it a little bit here and there to our own size, add up some adornment of our own energy, creating our own magic.

How much they cost??? How can I price a magical object of art…I crossed the Oceans to look for them…and here they are for the pleasure of your eyes and my delight…and it feels good to wear Cholis…all American Tribal Dancers are connected by Cholis and tassels. That's why we wear them. Wearing them we bring up into our heart the Unity of Tribal Woman and the Gypsies souls that we are.

 

Australia

Maja teaches an Arab–Spanish Fusion seminar in Adelaide, South Australia

Amazing, surprising, huge, incredible and so generous and welcoming community of our sisters in Belly Dance in Adelaide, South Australia!

In July 2000, I was thrilled to be invited to teach a class on Arabic–Spanish fusion in Adelaide, S. Australia sponsored by beautiful Zalika, Teacher, Director of the "Henna Nights School of BD", one of the fastest growing BD schools in South Australia, and director of "The Ghawazee Gazette", S. Australia's first Belly Dancing Magazine.
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In 3 days, besides the seminar and show, I had the chance to get a couple of beautiful classes with local teachers, Shamira, director of the "Arabesque Belly Dance School", and Nayima Hassan, director of her school. She had returned from Egypt that week and showed us a couple of new moves.

The show that Zalika put together with a traditional Lebanese band "The Southern Stars", and drummer Kevin Godfrey, was awesome.

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Maja teaching A gypsy passion class  in  Adelaide, Australia at Zalika's Henna Nights Studio in 2000.  Click to enlarge.

I had the pleasure to see the talents of several local teachers and their dancers, such as Sahra and Zaina, Diana and Zalika's Troupe. The style in South Australia is classical Belly Dance or Cabaret Style Oriental

Zalika herself presented a Shamadan dance, and Luna her daughter (13 yr.), an amazing fan dance. Such a young age, so skillful and had the right timing and understanding of Middle Eastern music. I brought up onto stage all the dancers who attended the seminar to perform "Yalla Bina", the gypsy routine that I had taught that day. The dance party went on with the live Musicians.

Zalika School, Shamira and Nayima Hassan have got between them about 100 to 300 students. And they all promote monthly workshops bringing other teachers from Sydney, Melbourne or out of the country, to grow and expand our Art, and share it with so many students.

Before I left, Zalika presented me with a beautiful album that she put together in 2 days, in such a short time, with all the pictures of the dancers in the show and seminar, which I will treasure in my heart.

We are proud to see that no matter the distance, no matter the language, accents or styles, we are connected by the dance of our heart. Thank you Zalika—Henna Nights School of Belly Dance to open the doors for me. From Florida, we all send you big cosmic hugs and be the Spirit of Dance always present in your life.

 

Sacred Animals in my Path

The Sacred Animals in My Path—In the whole trip, I faced all these animals, or in souvenirs shops, or in the architecture, or in magazines, or in jewelry or alive. Every country I visited I would see them. They are the protectors, and all of them has somethint in common. They are symbol of renewal and transformation. They say that the characteristics and activities of these specific animal forms and images will reveal much about our own innate powers and abilities. Pay attention to them, to their movements to what they can offer and inspire us into our dance.

 

My whole trip was Magical…

 

Hong Kong

Maja in Hong Kong

I left Florida on a Thursday. I arrived in Hong Kong in the Sat. morning. A leap into time. The best thing I got there was a Foot Massage.

 

Egypt

Maja in Cairo—Ahlan mwasahlan (welcome)

It is always wonderful to get back to my motherland where I was born, the Source of Life. It feels good, great, feels right to be in Cairo. It feels in balance with the Universe to be back to the land of mystery and dance. It is such a welcoming and familiar space, magical smile and natural sympathy—there is nothing more intoxicating and soothing than the sound of the Muslim chant prayer coming from the Minarets, that we can hear all over town. It s a magical call, which connects the whole population, and gives us a chance for a few moments of meditation and insights. Cairo is a magical journey to the source…Cairo is busy, noisy, dirty, never sleeps, charming, hospitable, smiling, always welcoming you at every minute…men are the most sensual, kisses each other on the cheeks and walk around hand in hands…90% of the women are head covered, with a very serious look…

 

Classes—As I had classes in the past with Nadia Hamdi, Rakia Hassan, Mahmoud Reda and incredible dancer Amani, and I was in Cairo this time just for 4 days to shop , I gave myself a break.

What to do—go to the outstanding Sufi–Tanura presentation in the oldest Mesquita El Ghuriya…the best folklore show by Hassan at the Ramses Hilton with the best male dancers…saw a few weddings happening in the lobbies of the 5 stars Hotels, with a band and a belly dancer leading the bride and groom to the ballroom. Went to Assuan—south of Egypt—by super comfortable train…drove the horse carriage "Hantour" around town…it was so hhhhhhooot…went through town by super clean metro…and practiced some Arabic…strolled by the Nile, the life blood, the belly, the spine of Egypt…went to see a couple of Arabic theatre…the show starts at 10pm end goes to 2am…they are full of fun, dancers, singers…it s a great for me to practice Arabic…the theaters are full, family with kids…I wandered for hours and days in the bazaar Khan Khalil shopping at Mahmoud. He is so friendly, it is an oasis to stop by and have a mango or tamarind juice. He got all kind of costumes we need and in an incredible variety and colors…

Khan Khalil is a fascinating place where you always discover new alleys…lot's of shopping…coin scarves…jewelry…incence…spices…music…is harassed by a quantity of smiling charming young men who wants to carry us to their store…have a break and sit in a café to try the taamiya (falafel), the basboussa and the baklawa (sweets from Egypt)…and a karkade (hibiscus) tea, or a Shisha (waterpipe).

Don't miss the most unique sunset at the Pyramids and Sphinx, and "Light and Sounds" presentation…

And went to see again Powerful Dina, amazing dancer…was invited to do a dinner show cruise on the Nile. It was just wonderful. I was lucky to see this dancer so subtle and discreet, so simply dressed…she inspired me so much. She was just there, doing movement on the body, not too much traveling…no choreography…no routine…just simple movements. So beautiful…

It's so good to be there…to get n touch with smells, tastes and visuals of my youth and to reconnect with my roots. "Once you drink from the waters of the Nile, you always come back."

 


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Summer '99, Maja in Morocco, Egypt, Paris, and at the Society of Creative Anachronism in Pennsylvania—

 

"This summer I had a compulsive feeling to be moving, to be on the road—succession of cities, from Pennsylvania for the PENSIC to Casablanca to Marrakesh to Tiznit to Tanger to Tetouan to Cheftouan, to Fez, to Cairo in Egypt, back to Marrakesh and ended up in Paris.

"I crossed Morocco from south to north on over crowded buses, trains and planes. I had nothing set up, no guides, no reservations. I went to the adventure, beyond the postcard and tours, not to see museums, mausoleums, mesquites and ruins, but yes to be in touch with the tribal woman, to see behind the veil, to breathe and bathe myself in the ancient air of the sands of the desert, searching and looking for the roots of the Andaluz, the Moorish, the Tribal looks and feelings, to be inspired to anything related to our Dance and Movements, to wander and get lost in space and time in the thousands of intertwined streets of the souks, and in the heart of the medinas to sit in the cafés sipping a mint tea forever, listening to the Berber language and the Rai music, watching men and women in colorful caftans and babouches, fascinated by how human beings are so creative to be living in so much misery, and practiced how to squat in the rest rooms."

 

Morocco is called "Al Maghreb Al Aksa"—"the farthest land of the setting sun". Very rich in their merging cultures because of their complexity of roots. Moroccans are Berbers, Arabs, Spanish, French and speak all those languages. They are sharp, fast, sweet and rude, primitive and intellectual, very informal and welcoming, great artisans, musicians and storytellers, and are surrounded by deserts, Snow Mountains, and the oceans.

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In Magical Morocco w/ local dancers (click to enlarge).

What to see-a Folklore Show and a "Fantasia" at the "Rest Ali" in Marrakesh, which is a magnificent 1001 Arabian Nights Palace were we are welcomed by different groups of dancers and drummers in costumes from different regions, are spread through the magnificent gardens of the palace. A Moroccan feast is included and the "Fantasia" is a war exercise in which men on horseback perform acrobatic feats and fire their rifles during a gallop, all at the same time. The dancers and musicians go around the tables and pull people to dance with them. In Berber tribes, music is intimately linked with poetry and dance passing on their culture from generation to generation.

The different dance groups were—"the ahaidous" associated with harvest in alternate circle of men and woman, "the guedra" a blessing transdance, where the dancer removes layers of veil..."the Taskiounine" a dance of warriors, "the gnaouas" men musicians and dancers acrobats...the Rai, North African rap—the young modern Bedouin version..."the chleuhs men dancers with huge castanets called "karakab" used to dispel evil spirits.

The dancers women look as little girls, hold hands most of the time, as a line dance style, have very subtle movements and do most shimmies boulders. They are in a covered costume, turbans and lots of Berber jewelry.

The men are excellent and really impressed me in their dance and instruments, and looked great in their costumes, beat out the rhythm with their feet and clap their hands energetically.

A faded belly dancer gave us only one move through the whole dance. At least we got one m

The Souks in Marrakesh and Fez

The Square Jemaa El Fna is the heart of Marrakesh. It's a huge souk and the largest entertainment square in Morocco. We can see fun costumed water sellers, trained monkeys, serpent charmers, healers and medicine men, dancers, acrobats and drummers, young girls from the mountains applying henna, story and fortunetellers, and by night the square transforms into the largest restaurant, in rows and rows of smoky shish kabob and delicious Moroccan food, with the sound of mizmar and drums on the background.

The best souk is in Fez! It's the largest and the most complete medina and wonderful to get lost in the 9,200 twisted streets and lanes that have been there for centuries. We have to share these tiny streets with hundred of donkeys, the smell of urine and others, bicycles and tones of tourists. It is a pleasure for the eyes and the senses. We see caftans, babouches, leather, colorful carpets, wool belts, Henna, spices, rose water, kajal and so much jewelry. It takes long hours, patience and stress to bargain and to get to a common price. They could sell much more if they had marked prices. But it is part of their culture to bargain.

The Berber Jewelry most in silver is the most beautiful. I loved the ambar, symbol of wealth and protect against sorcery, and the coral and shells symbolize fertility. It is influenced by Arab, Moorish Spain, but essentially by Berbers. The jewelry for them identifies clans, symbolizes wealth, reflects cultural tradition, have protective medicinal and magical properties; they would contain charms bought from magicians to protect from the evil eye-warding off disease and accidents. All talismans represents designs of animals, suns moons and stars, dots, lines and crosses which have supernatural powers. The most popular are "the Hand of Fatima" (the prophet's daughter) is the symbol to ward off the evil eye and we see it everywhere. The open hand represents the #5 is believed to have the same effect as poking the fingers into the evil eye with the words (khamsa fi ainek-five in your eyes), and the fibulas are elaborate brooches in triangular shaped for fastening garments.

Tattoo-Although most of the women are face covered, we can see tattoos that are believed to have healing powers, to protect from illness, designing a tattoo in the body part where there was an injury, to ward off the evil eye, can indicate the woman social group, and can recognize a tribe by their different design. The Berber women tattoo their chin to prevent evil spirit to enter the nose and the mouth.

Henna is a magical, vital herb to cleanse, beautify, to calm stomachaches and to protect. We can see it all over and in Marrakesh in the square they hassle you to henna your hands. (aprox. $3 to $4). They are very fast and most of them use a seringue, and after the application they use the following recipe: garlic-pepper, lemon and sugar.

The Gypsies or the Roms? The first Gypsies tribes migrated from India West through Afghanistan and Persia and through the Mediterranean. They divided-some went north via Turkey, into Europe and reached Spain through France and others went to Egypt. The word Gypsy is old English abbreviation of Egyptian or Gyptians. The Romany population has been made up of various different peoples who have come together for different reasons and share a common language the "Romany".

The Roms are multiple in their creativity. For hundreds of years they had made their livings as public performers, fortune telling, woodcarving, horse dealers, metalworking and Circus, transmitting their stories and dancing in their traveling, evolving and taking on the flavor of each culture where they had lived. Roms refuse to conform to the values of society and meet hostility in the countries where they have settled. Music and Dance is part of their daily life and play an important role in celebrating the creative adaptability despite centuries of discrimination.

 

Egypt

In Egyptian villages, a professional dancer is known as a Ghaziya or Ghawazee, which means "Invaders of the Heart". They are the gypsies of Egypt. Their dance is very earthy, wear long colorful dresses, hip coins, zills, and heavy make up. The Belly Dance movements traveled from country to country. Sinuous arms, head sliding are common moves of India, Persia, Turkey and Arabic dance. Finger hands are significant in Indian as well as Andaluzia in the Flamenco. This word means "fugitive peasant" (fellah+mengu). Flamenco is a combination of gypsy and Spanish dance moves with a strong oriental flavor. The Zambra Mora is a little form of flamenco that has a strong oriental feeling. This blending derives of the presence of the Arabs in Spain for eight centuries.

Gypsies who performed in the markets, were rewarded by coins tossed at their feet and having nowhere safe to keep, the dancers would incorporate them into their dresses, sewing coins on the head pieces, blouses or shawls.

We celebrate the gypsies (Rom) of the world in our dance. We celebrate their spirit free and lively. They are the invaders of the heart, the travelers, wanderers, dreamers, bohemians, creative artists, multiple in their art, the new discovery, the independence, outsiders, the non conventional, adaptable and discriminated, tolerant and wild fire, tormented, passionate, sensual, the pride, the freedom, the non conformist, dancers, fortune tellers, the mystical, magical, intense artists traveling, evolving and taking on the flavor of each culture where they had lived and brought us the dance. To be a gypsy in our heart is to be free. To be free is to express our essence.

 

France

I 've been to one of the largest Gypsy (Rom) festivals, which takes place in Saintes Marie de la Mer in South of France in May. For 3 days, The Roms come in a pilgrimage from Spain, France, and Italy to worship their patron Saint—"Sarah the Black". For the duration of the Festival, they dance, sing, baptize their children in the main church, light thousands of candles, bring out the statue of the Saint from the Cathedral and take here in a procession through the narrow streets of Ste. Marie to the ocean and bless the Saint and pray. The crypt of the church is reserved exclusively for the Roms. They adorn the Saint with flowers, scarves, and write their wishes in little papers, pray and sleep on the floor by her feet. They dance day and night on the streets, and go to the corridas.

The Gypsy Soul is what but the tormented passion, the pride, freedom, the strength of a tribe, the wild fire, the playing, the flirting, the loose, restless and sensual, the expression of our dance. When we dance we celebrate the sacred within, the untamed heart, the strength of the Tribe, the dance of freedom, the roots of our gypsy soul. We celebrate the dance with dance.

 

Pensic, Pennsylvania

Amazing Society for Creative Anachronism.

Intense Medieval Middle Eastern Community, so seriously and deeply engaged and envolved into the culture, costumes, language, religion, dance and music!

The Society is dedicated to the recreation of the Middle Ages and Renaissance in Europe, Africa and Asia. Once a year they meet for the tournament in Pennsylvania and is called Pensic War, where the elegance, chivalry and courtesy are a must. It s a huge set up with about 15,000 people in hundreds of beautiful medieval tents, with restaurants, merchants, a convenience store and hundreds of different classes.

And lectures from 8 am to 8 pm. On all kind of practices and disciplines related to the different medieval cultures. They are divided in Kingdoms and the idea behind the Society is to learn about times past.

Recreating as authentically as possible the ambiance and ideals of the Middle Ages. The members of the society make and wear medieval garb, cook and eat medieval food and do medieval dancers.

On the Middle Eastern side, we had amazing classes, too much to list…from beginner's to advanced…to zills…to sword and stick…to tribal and Indian gestures…Middle Eastern line dances…incredible drum classes…Henna…tattos……how to make tassels…turbans…turkish and Persian garments, and how to create a Middle Eastern persona. By night at the Oasis Camp a gathering of the most beautiful dancers and incredible musicians and play Turkish, Persian, Armenian, Greek, Arabic with drums rolling through the night around the campfires.

I was honored to be performing and teaching this time 2 classes on Arabic–Spanish fusion, and received

Very warm feedback from the community. This year they had the big show which lasts about 4 hours with the different dancers and groups, and another one with Live Music from the Turku band. Awesome!

We don't see Cabaret style at all, the dances are directed to the Folklore, ethnic, tribal side.

We had classes again with beautiful talents of the Ghawazee Troupe (Which they are coming back to Florida in March 2001 in my Meeting of the Tribes)…we had advanced techniques classes with Zhaleh Fereshteh(GA) and her name here is Alethea bint Fahd ibn Actar…classes in Indian movements …in Guedra…in zills and steps with awesome Tshaya(GA)…Tribal with also awesome Sinduvalli(FL)…and so much more…

Across the camp, a huge open camp for the battle is set up and you see samurais and knights practicing fencing, archery, armor, fight practices. While we were in Belly Dance class, we could see the warriors, kingdom by kingdom on their way marching and singing with their flags and banners to the battlefield. So much surrealistic!. People in so many different garbs, that it is impossible to list. Everyone has to create its own Persona and act as it is.

For a few days we transformed and learned and danced and leave our dreams and fantasies, and are ready to go back next year…

 


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