It is a form of dance ritual performed by 5 mature artists searching for community harmony and certainty of tomorrow.

Once upon a time the Universe was created. It came with the highest energy and the lowest entropy, and a phenomenally high level of order. Then it began to swirl and descend into disorder – or as we like to call it: Chaos. As it swirled, it broke up into many particles, which in turn broke into even smaller particles, which then turned into clouds of gas that turned into stars from which galaxies and subsequent planets were born, and finally – there was Life. Thus began the wave that moves everything in the Universe – the stars, hot tea, our civilization, the cleanliness of our room, and human life and bonds –
towards its inevitable end. And yet – it still goes on. We have been continuously facing this process for centuries, trying to reverse it. Civilization seems like a thin layer of ice on an ocean of darkness and chaos. But we still insist on dancing on it. And we look out for the lights.

Once upon a time the Universe was created. It came with the highest energy and the lowest entropy, and a phenomenally high level of order. Then it began to swirl and descend into disorder – or as we like to call it: Chaos. As it swirled, it broke up into many particles, which in turn broke into even smaller particles, which then turned into clouds of gas that turned into stars from which galaxies and subsequent planets were born, and finally – there was Life. Thus began the wave that moves everything in the Universe – the stars, hot tea, our civilization, the cleanliness of our room, and human life and bonds – towards its inevitable end. And yet – it still goes on. We have been continuously facing this process for centuries, trying to reverse it. Civilization seems like a thin layer of ice on an ocean of darkness and chaos. But we still insist on dancing on it. And we look out for the lights.

Following in the footsteps of our ancestors, in the performance “Whispering the sun” we use all our dancing, singing and whispering powers to prevent another decay. When the world is falling apart, and the earth seems to be madly improvising beneath our feet, we weave the precious fabric of human relationships anew and take action. We unite in a new rite of passage, trying not to get lost on the way that leads through the shadow-dense space between "not anymore and not yet" – and that straight on towards the dawn.

We are united in believing that art has the power to change Chaos to Order. We weave traditional songs and gestures with elements of contemporary media and refer to the transformative dimension of dance art. We open our hearts and minds, and throw our bodies like anchors onto the waves. On behalf of our communities, we build bridges over troubled waters to create a safe path and heal the wounded energy of our Earth with the journey to the other side. We mend the torn web of human relationships in the hope that it will protect us from the darkness. And in this eternal way, we whisper the Sun to return. We set on a journey to our roots and back again by casting spells and trusting that the night is darkest just before the Dawn, that in every chaos there is cosmos, and in every disorder there is a Universal Order. Knowing we drift on an ice, we are still moving.