I was saddened to know that I had lost touch with Gabrielle,
with her teachings, with my own sense of self. Her work has been called
meditative dance, sacred dance, trance dance. I called it ecstatic dance, a
call to leave my own limitations and connect with the natural rhythms of my
body. When I ceased listening to her rhythms, I ceased listening to the rhythms
of my own body, my own soul.
Then Eve called on us to dance on V-Day, February 14, 2013,
and I knew that I would have to join, not only to stand with all the women who
had been harmed by violence, but also to honor Gabrielle, the teacher of my way
of being in the world.