AUTHENTIC MOVEMENT: What is it?

You can click on the web- sites that I've found. There are various information and photos about the subject.

http://www.authenticmovement.org/

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Authentic_Movement

http://www.dancingwithshakti.com/

http://authenticmovementcommunity.blogspot.com/

http://findarticles.com/p/articles/mi_m1083/is_7_78/ai_n6145250/

http://www.authenticmovement-bodysoul.com/amcenter.html

http://lisafladager.com/id3.html

http://www.focusing.org/bodywork/meet_your_body.pdf

http://www.evolutionarts.co.uk/authentic_movement.html

http://www.awakeningbodywisdom.com/workshops.htm

http://www.dublin.ie/websites/oneness/authentic-movement.asp

By the way, I'll try to contact with Sanna Valkea to send me photos (if she has) of mine and add them on this post. You can also google the topic.

Let me show you the photos of last weekend. I was around Kilyos, the place is called Arıköy, with my family on last Sunday. We visited mamma and daddy's friends there and enjoyed on the seaside.

I collected many sea shells which are black. I'm planning to make a sweet gothic present for one of my best friends. I'll take photos as soon as I begin working on it.

Have a nice week.

GRADUATION!!!! Graduation from everything?

Great God! At last... I'm a graduated and jobless girl!

It has been ages since I wrote my last post. During this time I have had lots of fun in Yeditepe University while attending lots of serious lectures, meeting with friends and enjoying together. I have nearly ended up with my drama course. I have finished the 5th term there. Have I ever mentioned my creative drama courses before??? Now, you learnt it. There were also school club, YUDAK activities. Thanks to very understanding friends, I had good time there. I had some trainings with them at Fire Department of Kocasinan and I received my "Fireman Volunteer" Certificate. It was an extra- ordinary experience for a girl like me, who has acrophobia. You can see the fear in my eyes.

And the photos below are just exemplify what we do on school walls... Of course, these are some scenes from an application, a part of our education in school club and the necessary precautions and permissons were taken from the authorities.

I have attended to Authentic Movement lectures in ÇDD (Çağdaş Drama Derneği/ Creative Drama Association) where I also had my drama courses in Üsküdar. The lecturer was a very pretty, friendly Finnish lady, Sanna. She became a close friend for me during six weeks. Well... What is this Authentic Movement, then? I can't tell... I still have lots of things to learn about it. Besides, I don't have any photos to describe it. Then, you have to google it, I suppose. :)) But let me give you a clue: it's a sort of dance. But it's different from other dance categories. It is usually taught to students who are to become performers, actors/ actresses. It's about discovering the movements and movement resources of your body. In a way, it's a good way of relaxation. That's all.

By the way, Sanna, together with her friends, is on a project and you can follow it from this link:

http://www.vaellalaella.net/blogi/ossiblogi/

Both the lessons at university and drama course made me so busy. I haven't complained about my teaching trainee sessions in Kadıköy Anatolian High School. Yet honestly, I've gained some experiences there about teaching. Most of my students were having enjoyable time when I was teaching. I may think about subscribing the video of my teaching day. (Ohhh, a disaster as I was ill and can't properly talk because of my coughs)

Anyway, the graduation party times come so soon. First, we had a ball together our lecturers in Sabancı Öğretmenevi. It was a lovely place. Then, we did have another ball (without teachers hihihihiiii) in Suada (Galatasaray Island) which was quite luxurious place. In fact, you can see all the photos by clicking on my profile on facebook. I'm publishing only fews here.

Time was flowing. There came some heart breaks. So natural and expected& accepted! Some of my friends stopped seeing me and talking with me. The "pax amicitia" ( peace of friendship/ friends' peace) was established with some of them later; but only a few months. Some didn't talk with me even though they saw me quite often. It's still the same. Anyways, there's a life and there's the world turning around the sun and I have more important things to think. So I let those friends go. I didn't forget them, I can't. Though, at least, I am focused on another things and I have my own way.

I still can't believe how time has passed. Those nights we had our graduation balls were unforgettable. My dresses, make- ups... Everything was on the way. By the way, I was e- mailing my CV to various private schools but receiving no reply. I took lots of examinations which are necessary for my career such as UDS, KPDS, ALES (these are necessary for attending to a master program) and finally KPSS (this one is for proving my proficiency in teaching. Ohh noo! Why did I study hard to get my diploma then if the government hesitates to employ me without this proficiency certificate?). I took all these exams without studying of course. Did I have any time to study? This term was good for me to be familiarized with all these examinations. Next year I will be attending on same exams again. So... Was everything finished? Not yet... There came the "major" day! The real and the only one graduation day! The others were just balls, parties. But, as you see below, on 8th of July, I was offcially a graduated girl!.

Yeah, I admit that I became mature during my university life. I met with precious, glorious people including my lecturers. Their sayings, experiences will enlighten my way. My friends... The ones I loved, cared and will do all the same in the future.... The ones who care me and deserve my love... All of them are so valuable for me. I will meet them again as I have time. We will gossip about the boy I like, talk over our meal and motivate each other whenever one of us is depressed. And... Finally... The ones who I loved, cared without expecting anything in return... But those are the ones who gave little heart breaks and shoke my trust on them... The ones who seemed to know a lot about me, who seemed to care me; but actually gossiping about me, getting wrong impressions from my sincere intentions are the ones who has the seeds of hatred in their inner depths. I have no words to spend on them. I can't overtell myself if they couldn't understand what I told about myself for four or two years we had together. The greatest thing that university experience has taught me: Trust is everything we have. Without trust, we're alone. Without trust, we are like animals. We don't communicate with people; we're isolated from the rest of the world. With trust, we can climb up to the mountains, heal our bruises. With trust, we grow up like the sun flowers. However, trust is a very transparent line which holds us together. It's the rope and we're holding from the end of it. It's in our hands to make someone fall down... Or climb up.

* Thanks mama for being with me on this photograph. Without her, there wouldn't be a Duygu who has graduated from a university. Sure, there would be other Duygus. Though, they wouldn't be like me.

Last week, I made some appointment with some English course programs' directors; I walked on Halitağa Street or so- called Dershaneler Sokağı and I delivered my CV randomly to many course and lecture centers there. I realised that graduation doesn't mean graduation from life. In fact, new experiences are waiting. Please, wish me good luck!