“Tell me about a time you were seduced?” My friend asked during one of our many ongoing conversations.
Let me explain. I was a overly sheltered child and as I grew into teenage-hood, I became more curious about the world inhabited by the adults. In between my studies, I found ways to kidnap my mother’s historic romance novels. I used my weekend nights to dive into the pages of these various stories of desire and faux-romance as told by these various romance authors. Somehow, I thought these authors (along with any other bits of information I could pilfer from various sources) were spinning incantations for how I could step into the role as a seductress. Upon hearing the footsteps of my father or mother just outside of my bedroom door, I would throw these various romance novels under my bed thinking that they would remain as my undiscovered treasure.
As I gained some life experience, the art of seducing and being seduced became tied to my drive to create and was more about invitation than anything else. How could I invite individuals into my world or transport them through my dance performance, my words or photography? What were the things that woo’d me in such a way that I temporarily forgot myself? When my friend asked this question during our conversation, I thought about my 15-year-old self and then about all of the things in the world that seduced me:
The images in various documentaries I watched as a child of distant places;
The stories shared by Margaret Mead from her work as a cultural anthropologist;
A melody or piece of music that brings me further into a present moment;
The unanswered questions that I had about the way various things worked;
The way the sky looks on top of a hill when it appears as if diamonds have been tossed upward.
Seduction became less about the famous Cleopatra story that involved her unrolling out of a carpet to get a man’s attention. While there was a string of creativity within that story, I further evolved my thinking by looking at seduction beyond the realm of physical but as a vehicle for transporting the spirit. In other words, when we allow ourselves to create and when we witness the things that have been birthed through the creative process, we are seduced and simultaneously invited to journey away from the mundane.
I am still working to achieve my goal of seducing the world and perhaps transporting individuals through ability to create. However, I think it has expanded beyond anything that could’ve been contained within my 15-year-old consciousness!