If we knew with certainty our posthumous fate, we'd know contentment, but
there'd be no dancing.   We dance because part of us still fears the shadow
and, like the frenzied ladies of Dionysus, we answer the shadow's silence
with thunder and ecstasy.

If we had never been injured, we'd know bliss, but there'd be no dancing.
We dance in earnestness because there is a part of us that weathers
indignity and draws power from that which assaults us.
If we had never been misunderstood, we'd know universal sympathy, but there
would be no dancing.   We dance with abandon because we have come to know
and celebrate ourselves despite that which endeavors to define us downward

If we had no gravity, we'd know effortless motion, but there would be no
dancing.  We dance in a frenzy because the constant pull down has forced us
to push ourselves up. The relentless drawing force has solidified our bones
and empowered our muscles.    We press against the unquiet Earth and
through its influence walk, run, sing and dance: because fellowship
persists despite enmity; because life thrives in defiance of fear; because
we are intensely, exuberantly, passionately alive: as alive as the wolf
howl carried aloft by summer winds through the moon-silvered forest.

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