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“If our life lacks a constant magic it is because we choose to observe our acts and lose ourselves in consideration of their imagined form and meaning, instead of being impelled by their force.” ― Antonin Artaud, The Theater and Its Double

Growing up my very first love was music, then theater, now is dance.

I never really break up with any of the preceding lovers, I am a happy polygamist in this sense. They all go along very well, and our love making is absolutely ecstatic.

My very first instrument was an old metal bucket that I found in the basement of where I lived as a little boy. It was more of an underground bunker really, where my family actually took refuge during the many bombing of World War II. I was banging on that metal bucket with two sticks for hours, remembering ancient rhythms of my ancestors, chanting and humming improvised melodies. I was loud and I was doing it for a very long time. Nobody could hear me. It was my therapy. My way to survive a not so easy childhood.

Then I grew angrier and louder with my rock band, and I flew high with Led Zeppelin and Patty Smith. Then I read Artaud, I met Grotowsky, Barba, Kantor and the silence, the darkness, the mystery of the existence seemed to mix very well with the deafening feed back from loudspeakers. 

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I trained my body and my voice to perform pretty bizarre acts on stage, in the streets, with costumes, naked, screaming, crying, laughing. Never judging what I was doing, just impelled by it.

Dance, in the shape of 5Rhythms arrived later. But at the perfect time. In the perfect place. Gabrielle Roth was born here. She loved Patty Smith and Artaud and drumming as much as I did. She loved to dance and explore theater in the same place where I started: Theater Artaud in San Francisco.

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So this month, June 14-16, I will have a chance to frolic and explore the depth of the powerful medicine of all of my loves: Music, Dance and Theater, in the same space. I will be supporting with all my heart, the work of Lorca Simons, a ground breaking ritual theatre lab Live Wire for the first time in San Francisco. She is naturally powerful, charismatic, compassionate leader and theater is in her blood and bones. 

In her words: “Lorca has an inviting energy and generous spirit that shines through all of her work. She exudes a no-BS down-to-earth Texan vibe that has been refined by her years working closely with Gabrielle Roth in New York and carrying the 5Rhythms torch around the world. “ I love working with big groups of people. There’s sort of a Grecian quality or style of theatre that, as Gabrielle would say, is about breaking down that fourth wall so that we have that really deep connection of each other’s stories and experiences. It’s through that kind of sharing and raw earthiness that I can create what I call a unified theatre experience.”

Adding your presence, on this journey of discovery, will make the experience even more profound and meaningful for all of us. I promise new amazing magical findings, and don't worry, the mystery will remain. I will meet you here.

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May is Here

An Italian popular say reads: Forza e coraggio che dopo Aprile viene Maggio.

Find strength and courage and May will arrive just after April.

Not much of a discovery: time keeps rolling and that there is no way to stop it. And possibly the unpredictable future will not be necessarily easy. But, that old say wants to remind us that inside we can find our courage and our strength. Inspired by the strength and courage of flowers and plants, no matter of where their seeds land. The courage to live our lives, the strength to face the challenges, the courage to be ourselves and the strength to be a stand for it. Let's find them. Let's encourage each other to find them and to believe in ourselves. And to stand together more than ever, looking up to the future, no matter how bleak at times it might appear. So much darkness and stupidity, injustice and horrors are offered daily by almost all the media. Business is thriving on instilling fear and doubts on our future. Governments are counting on that to control and manipulate people and laws for the benefit of small elites. 

Let's not buy into that. Let's not succumb to the confusion and discouraging news, to the induced depression and disappointment generated by the action of a few greedy powerful sad humans.

Let's break through the chains of this induced inertia, let's shake off the dust of heavy thoughts, let's push ourselves up and sprout out with all the amazing energy we all have, deep inside. To reach for the sky, toward the light of the sun, breathing fresh air and drinking clear water, eating well, smiling, helping others, dancing. Giving deeper meanings to our days and to our existence, with simple actions and small steps toward a renewal of what's around us, this beautiful world that we can't let it be trashed by blindfolded humans. We can make a change, we can spread seeds of strength and courage. We can believe in human wisdom. I believe we can. I still believe we can. 

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Midnight

Midnight. Always the instant where the day change.

On December 31st the change is even more evident. Marking the end, and the inevitable beginning of our calendar year. Just a practical convention. The Gregorian calendar was a mathematical invention done in 1582 to fix a preceding messy way to keep tracks of time, the Julian calendar. Still carrying some error in it. That got fixed, somehow, with the leap years addition. Other cultures use different counts, starting the count at other times and measuring it in different ways. However we ended up accepting this way, almost everywhere, to agree with each other, at least setting our clocks and calendar in sync with each other…

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What is time anyway? Does time really exist? No matter on what numbers or definition of time we embrace, I can say that I personally experience beginning and ending, related to time. Over and over again. Year to year, month to month, day to day, season to season, full moon to new moon, sunrise to sunset, birth to death.  

So, let's agree that one "year" of our life has passed at midnight on December 31st. We experienced, in billion different ways, consciously or not, that passage from one year to another. That blink of an eye, instant of neutral suspension from the very official ending of 2018 to the very official beginning of 2019.  

One year has gone and another begins. 

What was gone with it? What will come after? 

We could meditate on the past and projecting into the future, creating more new year’s resolution.

We could make a lists of success and failures, joys and sorrows, ups and downs.

We could make plans and draw schedules and formulate proposition and intentions. 

I could, I should. I did.

All good. All commendable. All essential and proper.

But I also want to share how much I appreciated experiencing that blink of an eye in between years. 

That speckle of emptiness that is in between the in and the out breath. That invisible moment detached from the past and the future. 

The present.

00:00:00 was amazing. 

It was invisible, odorless, immaterial. It was nothing. It was emptiness. 

I was in it for eternity and I went through it in a blink of an eye.

The present.

I want to find it again into my dance, into my teaching, into my life. I want to live into that infinite nothingness and embrace all that comes with it and becoming fully aware that I'm in it. That I am it. 

Not only once a year. Not only at midnight. Always.

Dance all of this with me, with us. Let words and thoughts and theories and concepts dissolve in the ether. Come as yourself and dance in emptiness, in eternity, in the present, embracing that invisible dynamic energy that keeps all of this in motion: Love. 

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Embrace Love. Love for ourselves, for another, for the world, for our lives. 

May this new year bring inspiration and clarity for all of us. And may the dance of Love guide us toward the brightest Light. Happy 2019!!!

Fire and Fire

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The month of July is here. Here in San Francisco, we even had a couple of weeks of real summer weather. Streets in the City are so much less crowded and quiet, it feels good. Noticing that the Sun light has that eerie familiar amber color. The haze and speckles of ashes from the many fires around us are filtering the air. Fire can get out of control and be devastating but fire can also be the force we need to forge metal, to warm us up in the cold of winter or when activated inside ourselves; in our moving center, it can give us strength to stand up to affirm ourselves, to make the first step for change, for renewal, for peace and for justice. 

And in these days, in this country, in this confusing social derailment we need to stand up for this principles more than ever. For the survival of this beautiful planet and her endangered nature, for the right of all people, all people, to have a free and dignified life. For the children to be with their families and to be taken care of, together, in unity. We don't want to see children in cages, we don't want to build walls anymore, dividing people. We need to build bridges. 

We can rebel, we can protest, we can march, we can write to our representatives and be creative and effective with our daily choices and actions.

And yes, a lot of what we are seeing happening, outrage us, frighten us, sadden us and cause suffering. 

So here, once again, an inspiring quote from Gabrielle Roth.

"Turn your Suffering into Art, turn you Art into Awareness and turn your Awareness into Action."

Dancing is Art. Let's dance. Together. Rebelliously. Lovingly. Let your inner fire burst out in action!

Full Circle

Everything started with my own birth, right where I am now, at this time of writing.

Almost 68 years has passed and many stories I could tell.

But today I want to honor and focus on the emotions side of my journey on the planet. And the full circle of this.

In Italy we always favor the heart to the brain. And when we would get in trouble we would dive into it, totally heartfelt.

So did my mother, an avid dancer; when, very young and full of Joy, became pregnant with me, making passionate love to an even younger man who’s Fear of commitment made him run away. And so she struggled with the Anger of her parents and the Sadness of being alone. But alone she was not, as I was there for her, all the way. Many times gifting her with the troubles that a rebellious wild son can bring, but also stepping in the role of father when necessary. And ultimately holding her hand through a long illness, all the way to her death bed, fully embracing Compassion and witnessing her last dance, stepping gracefully through the ultimate threshold.

And now, coming out from an amazing deep journey of transformation on a roller coaster ride of emotions. Completing my 5Rhythms Heartbeat Teacher Training right on the day of the anniversary of my mother's departure.

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This completion followed by an opportunity to teach a 5Rhythms class, in my own town, in my native language, the language of the heart. Renewed and recharged, completing another full circle of giving and receiving.

After the class, after the tears and the laughter, the drama and the quiet, I was invited to have a bite. And, they took me, without knowing where, right on the street were I was born. All around rubbles from WWII then, my childhood playground, gentrified nightlife hipster quarters now.

Same food, my food, same wine, my wine.

And then the T-shirt of our waiter got my attention. Another sign of my full circle journey!

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Ending and starting again and again. Wave after Wave. Dancing with my Heartbeat more than ever.

With Love.