The movement rocks me back and forth like a wave swaying an abandoned ball in the surf. Movement that would be lost otherwise. The place is empty until its not. The space is quiet until the creators move in and the atmosphere changes...the moment has arrived when we assemble to create, to share, to move together.
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photo by Jeanne S. Mam-Luft
I'm a Christ-follower passionate about moving in truth/love and intellectual rigor through all things faith + art. A professional Dance Artist and fancying myself an amateur Christian Apologist, I’m committed to moving in the liminal space between catastrophic reverence of God and a quaking humility that intentionally keeps the tremors of Grace close at hand.