Ah Dance! My mother Charlotte Chapman loved to dance and taught more than 1,000 folks to dance with her and my father at their classes held in their students’ homes in the 1950’s. She approached dance as art and my father approached it as pleasant physical education–very different thoughts but both helped them be more of who they were as individuals in this world!
When I fly fish for trout, there is a subtle dance involved between me and the feeding fish although for the fish it is a serious hunt for food. But for me at certain and rare times, I feel like I am dancing on the intersection of water and land! I am up to my waist in cold stream water that changes endlessly and bathes me in light dappled ripples and small waves as I move from pool to pool, trying to take in the simple pleasure of my experience!

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Isadora may have been a great dancer but you illuminate our hearts and minds with the brilliance of your soul, Erie. Thank you for today’s gift…reminding us we are both divine and human after all.

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Thank you, Teresa.

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So love this Erie, and I truly resonate with the rhythms of the soul, expressions such as yours that reverberate throughout the whole world. Thank you for this marvelous work!!

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