There was a time in my life soon after college when I was obsessed with the Will of God for my life. I had to figure it out. My life depended on it. But I was stuck.
Dreams are perplexing enterprises. They are prickly, complicated creatures. To follow a dream is to embark on a journey. By the end you will no longer be the same.
When you dance for joy other concerns fall into place. The dancing facilitates clarity of heart and mind. Priorities reorder themselves. More is revealed. More becomes possible.
Are the bodily movements in religious ritual simply symbolic? Why is the action of repeating ordinary bodily movements effective in promoting health and well being?
The Faith Project is on track to offer deeper understanding of how movement patterns – and practices of dancing – are at work shaping realms we assume are cerebral and spiritual.
I went to a funeral this weekend for a woman whose bright life ended far too soon. As I sat there, steeped in grief, I reflected again, anew, on how religion is dance.
I am writing a musical called Happy If—Happy When about two artists and their five children who move from the city to a farm in the country. Why write a musical?
I embark upon this process of making mozzarella again and again without knowing for sure whether or not the cheese will be perfect. And that is OK with me.
Marvin, our large, 26-year old chestnut quarter horse, had fallen in the snow, and was unable to stand up by himself. He had to get warm -- soon. What could we do?
Those who marched were rehearsing patterns of movement that enable us all to work together in manifesting further the qualities that actually marching requires.
Art is not a luxury. In the wake of the 2016 election in the United States, making and appreciating art of all kinds is more important than ever. It is vital to our humanity.
You’d think I’d have answered the question by now. I mean, I’ve written a book called Why We Dance. You’d think that “we” includes me. It does and it doesn’t.
Every singular moment is a tightly textured tapestry of trajectories that began long ago and will continue long into the future. So how do we decide to move?
The title of this blog—and the book that inspired it—is What a Body Knows. The sentence seems straight forward enough, but is it? What can I know about what my body knows?
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