Body temple Dance
A FREE BODY TEMPLE WORKSHOP and PRACTICE Just for People of the Global majority
led by MAIA ROSE
Sunday, November 2nd 2025 8 AM - 9 AM PST (ONLINE AND RECORDED)
(YOU WILL RECEIVE A LINK TO JOIN THE WORKSHOP ONE HOUR BEFORE IT STARTS)
Through dance, ceremony, and ancestral remembrance, we'll:
Reclaim your body as holy ground, honoring the wisdom that lives in your bones and the stories your ancestors stored in your cells. We'll move beyond trauma responses into remembrance of your body as a temple of resilience and power.
Use ancient somatic practices to heal generational wounds and restore your nervous system's natural rhythm. Through breathwork, sound healing, and intuitive movement, we'll create new pathways of safety and aliveness in your body.
Step into the fullness of who you are without apology. We'll dance our way back to the joy that is your birthright, express the authenticity that colonization tried to steal, and embody the liberation your ancestors dreamed of.
A sacred gathering where BIPOC bodies are centered, celebrated, and held with the reverence they deserve. Together, we'll weave community, reclaim our power, and remember that healing happens in relationship - to ourselves, each other, and the land that holds us all.
Come as you are. Your presence is medicine. Your story matters. Your healing ripples out to heal us all.
MEET YOUR GUIDE
Maïa-Rose Òrighòmìsán Uslaro
Maïa-Rose Uslaro Jemima Ashongowei is a Cosmic Explorer, Ancestral Custodian, Soul-Purpose Doula, Medicine Woman, Wisdom Keeper, Writer and Sovereign Mama from Nigeria, on a journey to fully reclaiming her power and sovereignty and erotic innocence.
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“I see you, soulful one.
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“I see you, soulful one. *
‘I’m just holding space,’ you say. As if you are not really ‘doing’ anything.
I see you, touching the shame, the pain, the fear. Digging the foundations of your loving presence deeper and wider.
I see you, willing to hold the world in your hands, not looking away from the darkness, not pretending to understand.
I see you, stretching beyond easy answers, the mind-shutting rights and wrongs.
I see you, transformation leader.
I see you stumbling on shaky legs after uprooting the old ways. Fumbling through the unknown to find a truer home.
I see your soul surfacing, sharing its tender wisdom in the space you’ve washed clear with your own tears.
I see your devotion to your own unfolding. The years of practice so you can just hold space
as a ballerina just dances, as a soprano just sings, as a maestro just plays.
I see you, embracing it all so you can just hold space for love.”
-anonymous