There was a time when women gathered together to celebrate life through dance. They would come, young and old, from all walks of life to celebrate together. They brought with them all of their life experiences. One by one they would step into the circle to tell their story through the dance as the others looked on. Then they would all dance together in a captivating union of energies.
They danced for joy and sorrow and for everything in between. They celebrated the union of lives, the changing of the seasons, their ascent into womanhood, life to be, and life that had passed.
They danced to wildly beating drums, to softly playing flutes, to the rustle of leaves, to the wind and rain, and to the beating of their own hearts.
In the chaos that is our modern world we have lost touch with the simple things. We don't notice the changing seasons in the rush to get through the next day, week, month, even year. We don't take the time to de-stress. We don't take the time to really get to know people, even ourselves. We simply don't take the time to celebrate life.
Through dance we can reconnect to the Earth, to each other, and to ourselves. We can again discover that place where dance is a celebration of life in a circle of support, camaraderie, and friendship. That place is here now.