Sweat your prayers, dance your pain, and move on.

The dance is not where we lose ourselves. But where we find ourselves.

We dance to reclaim our brilliant ability to disappear in something bigger, something safe, a space without a critic or a judge or an analyst.

Your soul is a seeker, lover and artist; shape-shifting through archetypal energy, between your darkness and fields of light, your body and spirit, your heaven and hell, until you land in the moment of sweet surrender; when you, as a dancer, disappear into the dance.

When we give ourselves over completely to the spirit of the dance, it becomes a prayer

The fastest way to still the mind is to move the body

If you don't do your dance, who will?