Pat: Let your impulses move your body.
Mike: [I push Pat outside my door and slam the door in Pat’s face.] My basic impulse is often rage.
Pat: Dance with your rage without hurting anyone—including yourself.
Mike: [I bang with my fists on the door.]
Pat: [Opens the door.] Let your rage move your feet.
Mike: [I kick towards Pat.]
Pat: Let your kicks move you around the room.
Mike: [I start stomping around.]
Pat: Take care not to hurt yourself as you let the momentum from your rage keep moving you. [Pat turns on wild loud music.]
Mike: [Like a drummer I beat the floor with my feet.]
Pat: [He dances with me.] Allow momentum to keep moving you while you look at me.
Mike: [I stare and stop moving.]
Pat: You look like a deer paralyzed by headlights.
Mike: Dancing with someone is scary.
Pat: [Pat turns off the music.] Stay with your paralysis until, without any effort, you discover you’re moving.
Mike: [I stay frozen for many breaths until my head starts to droop.]
Pat: Let the momentum from your drooping head begin to move you.
Mike: [Led by my plopping head my body begins to plop around like a rag doll.]
Pat: [Turns on very slow music.] Let the music join your momentum.
Mike: [I begin to sway slowly to the music.]
Pat: [Pat sways with me.]
Mike: This could go on for a long time.
Pat: As long as you respond to new impulses.
Mike: [I take Pat’s hands and we sway together.]
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