zone

One of the most "in the zone" experiences, I've had is almost completely a blank to me now. and even when i remember the experience, the details seem impossible.
When I was around twenty-some, I started taking dance classes with a group that specialized in contact improv and dance meditation. Most of the classes were basic dance, maintaining a connection to breath and gravity, as motivations. I took the boring hadr classes as well as the touchy feely workshops, and one day I showed up for a workshop with one other dancer. This was supposed to start off as a moving meditation on the floor, slowly rising up. Maybe a little like a square dance except the caller is saying, "now feel your breath filling your body lifting you up." Later she would say, "Now find a partner and pretend you are the image in the mirror." It was very interactive, but with just two students some things did not need to be said.
In the end, This youg woman and i sat down on the floor with the two musicians (guitar and tabla-dagga) and the instructor, (who also played a droning old analog synth,) and we just took off our masks or put them on, i guess we just had to come back to be whoever we were when we weren't doing that art. And it was art even if no one else was there to look.
My partner was a very talented and well trained ballet dancer. I think both of us were some how at the edge of our own physical and mental abilities. There were times we turned towards each other and times we turned away. I could say the say the same for the musicians who were in the middle of the dance floor.
I have been able to draw on this one experience in my life, but i rarely speak of it. There is nothing to say.
About a year later I was in a different world, and on the first day of my new job, the foreman passed me a joist and said "we're going Up There," and the next thing I knew I was thirty feet off the ground, walking on a 2x4 carrying one end of a roof truss. One slip and three men would fall.

So, I'm not a dancer now. And I don't build houses. Most recently I worked in an open jewelry studio casting precious metals. Ive worked a lot in Publishing (newspapers, phonebooks) and also in Public Exhibitions, (renaissance faires, children's museums).
The one thing that I understand is the flow. On that construction crew, we called it "being psychic" where each person knew what part of the job we were doing without having to talk about it.