Be there.
Simply there.

There is the world.

A world of shadows and light, sometimes intertwining, sometimes clashing.

And then there is childhood.
A fragile, porous, vibrant place.

With children, I do not wish to fight against the noise of the world.
I wish to open a clearing, a space where one enters gently, where one begins with calm.

Calming the breath.
Calming the gaze.
Calming the idea that one must produce something for the audience.

Here, there is nothing to prove.
Nothing to achieve.

Only being.

Being together on stage as one would be at the edge of a dream.
Allowing a joyful, simple, direct world to emerge—not naive, but necessary.

***

Este Mundo is a creation centring on gesture, breath and the quality of presence. The
movements are constructed from simple shapes, inspired by the elements—air, light,
warmth, weight, stability—developing a series of situations rather than a linear account.
Sound and light accompany the bodies without illustrating them, allowing the audience
members a space for observing and listening.

Every interpreter provides their own individuality and unique way of inhabiting the movement.
Some physical differences enhance the dialogue between bodies, transforming every
gesture into living language, and into poetry. Bárbara explores lightness, Sofia verticality,
Sara warmth and energy, Telmo weight and stability, Joana suspension and balance.

The drama is built up from these states, paying constant attention to breath and light,
circulating between bodies. My own path is inscribed within this process: my availability for
play, listening and the present moment.

Este Mundo is a pathway from shadow to a fragile clarity, from tumult towards inhabited
silence. Slowness becomes strength, gentleness becomes courage, and every individuality
becomes light. The spectator is invited to observe, feel and inhabit this time with us. 

Every gesture, every breath, every silence counts, as much as does the movement itself. It is
a space for poetry and play, where the shared experience prevails over the performance,
where bodily diversity becomes strength and beauty.

Este Mundo is not just a performance: it is a living, inhabited place, where poetry is born from
the attention given to the other person, to oneself, and to the world.

***

“Receive an invitation to the island of Madeira.
And there, discover an amazing company: Dançando com a Diferença.

Then set off again to another little island, Porto Santo.
There, be caught in the rain.
A storm.
Cut off from the world.

Wind hammering in the face.
Raindrops whipping at hands and arms.
Look for shelter—the kitchen, the sitting room.
Take refuge.
Feel the warmth of the place, the wood, the fabrics.

Learn to cook.
Learn to serve others.
Share the meal.

Take a walk every day.
On the stones.
On the sand.
In the mountains.
Feel the textures beneath the feet.
Solidity.
Instability.
Marvel at the discovery of the colours of the sea, the sky, the land.
Stop for a tree, a flower, a rock.
Every detail is surprising.

The bells mark the rhythm of time in the village.
Morning.
Midday.
Evening.
Every note resonates through wind and rain.

Come together.
Learn Portuguese.
No need for an interpreter any longer.
Enter into tenderness.
Into truth.
Into an exchange of gaze.

Discover the best sweet potato in the world.
Draw.
Be trusting.
And let oneself be carried along.

Dream.
Dream again.
Laugh.

Watch the gestures of the children.
Their hands tracing circles in the air.
Their eyes, marvelling at nothing.
Their laughter, coming as an unexpected breath.

Learn to be nourished.
Share bread.
Fruit.
The moment.
Welcome every mouthful, every smile, every trembling word.
Take time.
Smell.
Taste.
Breathe together.

Welcome their gestures as a gift.
Listen to the silence.
The breath.
The laughter.
The breathing.
Let their energy touch you.

Walk together.
Trace lines in the air.
In space.
Move the world with gentle gestures.
Dance with what is given.
With what is real.

Dream with them.
Let movement guide hands and bodies.
Laugh.
Fall.
Get up.
Again.
Again.
Marvel at what is created every moment.

Be there.
Simply there.
In the light.
In the wind.
In the breath.
In the shared glance.

Be in the gesture.
In the presence.
In the moment.

Dream.
Dream again.
Laugh together.”

• Bouchra Ouizguen
• Translated by Joanna Waller