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The Prologue

​I was a ponderous, lively but lonely girl. The outside world didn't make a lot of sense to me. It's like I was born without a map of this realm. I had a sense early on that no accomplishment nor accolade would ever deeply satisfy my creative and sensitive soul. I began in my early 20's to intentionally look for the meaning. Without knowing who and why... creativity was hopelessly lost on the transient nature of human emotion and experience. I trained in piano, dance and musical theatre arts, all of which helped me realize.. self expression and emotional response was a language I did understand. But still.. why? and for who? What was it all for? It couldn't begin and end with me.. and I knew instinctively that I didn't fit the artist profile of a freedom fighter nor was I hard wired to dedicate my life to the inherent meaning found in both being a defender of and advocate for social justice. Not that these things are not noble causes worthy of a life's pursuit. I just knew myself too well. I was a hopeless romantic and intimacy was deeply planted in the seed bed of my spiritual make up. So then, if artists are to hold the mirror up to nature.. a la William Shakespeare, what or whose nature was I going to hold up, to reflect and to give my life to.. These were questions that I held in my heart as I carefully and thoughtfully progressed along my path. In hind sight, I know now that I had long begun to hear the Whispers, like fragrance on the wind, rumbling deep in the roots of my human experience.. so when I finally, unequivocally met the person of Jesus Christ, by His Spirit, in a setting very conducive to my natural affinities, I basically hit the jackpot of my soul! It was golden buzzer time! Everything fell into place for me. The search was over.. but had only just begun! This Christian God who loves, revealed in a three part tri unity, (trinity) was for real! This was going to last! I could put all my eggs in this basket. That was all I needed to know! I was also in the right place at the right time in the modern church era! Dance was becoming a new and accepted form of worship in a pocket of churches. The time was ripe and I was about to meet my Creator! I was training in modern dance in Montreal, Canada at the time, and was being gently but persistently pursued by a faithful evangelistic colleague. I finally decided to check out the Charismatic church she was attending and the rest is history (His-Story). The impact of being able to freely express my feelings through dance in response to the wonderful Love and Joy that I was experiencing was immediate. I was never the same again. I became a worship junkie! For decades, I continued to dance and to sing, to write poems, do art.. to laugh and to weep.. all for the One who had and still has so captured my heart and my passion. I would never grow weary of this kind of Love! I have endlessly poured out my heart, soul, mind and strength unto this One. With abandon, I welcomed Him in to my life. Together, we would trudge the lowest of valleys and scale the highest of heights. I chose to fully trust and to believe He loved me. I surrendered and learned of His great kindness as He tenderly healed and continues to heal my brokenness. Through many dangers, toils, and snares I have already come, but His amazing Grace keeps me. I am still in Love and am eternally moved by the God I serve. 

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Our Lives, a tapestry... and then before we know it, we're hanging up and have become a decorative piece for future generations.

It's time to tell the Stories.