The Movement Mission

Have you ever had something that makes you feel completely alive? Something that is a safe space you can retreat to?  That challenges you but you look forward to that? Where you feel completely like yourself but yet sometimes you can’t believe it’s even real?

The Movement Mission.

The Movement Mission came from my good friend Christina and her niece Michela. It grew out of a desire that they, and many of us, have had for years; to dance for ourselves and for a purpose. It’s a group of 30 or so women (we’re looking for some men to join us!) of various ages, backgrounds and technique levels. It’s a place where we come to move  and support each other. A place where we dance for ourselves, not necessarily for an audience or a class of students (many of the women are dance teachers.) It’s a place where we dance for a bigger purpose…more on that in a bit.

Photo by Klatte Photography, http://www.klattephotography.com

About half of us came to be part of TMM because of a previous group, a dance ministry Christina started with our church about six years ago (yowza the years have flown!) Joining this group of women was where I rediscovered my love of dancing, which I had hidden down inside since I was in elementary school, thinking that I wasn’t “really” a dancer. It unlocked a passion inside of me that I had been stifling for years. It showed me that dancing is often my therapy. My way to connect with the Lord and worship. My “me time” in a world where I usually spend my days giving to everyone else around me.

And now we have come together as a group to share our love and dance for a cause. Currently, that cause is the Bonnie Lavric Scholarship at Dublin Dance Center. Christina, Michela and many of the women involved with the group are teachers or students at Dublin Dance Center, and that is where our ministry group has danced since we started. Bonnie is an amazing woman whom I only had the pleasure of meeting a few times, but who lives on through stories of those who love her very much. Bonnie lost her fight with cancer several years ago and the studio supports a scholarship in her honor which is awarded annually to some of its dancers.

The inaugural Bonnie Lavric Cancer Benefit Concert will be held on February 8, 2014. We dance not only in Bonnie’s honor, but also in celebration of so many we all know have fought cancer. We dance to raise funds but also to inspire. It will be a great night of heart, dance, music and a variety of performances.

More details on tickets and times to come. We’re also looking for more musicians/dancers/performers who want to participate…so if that’s you, please get in touch! We’d love to have you as part of this story.

What’s your thing? Your place that makes you come alive. Your Movement Mission. If you don’t have that thing yet, I challenge you to start seeking it out. You’d be amazed how it can change your life!

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I’m Alive in Lyrics.

A few days ago, I had a new blog friend, Lisa (stop by and give her some love!), comment on my Alive post. She mentioned a song that I had honestly never heard of. But then I looked it up and it really IS perfect for where my desire to explore alive comes from. So I wanted to share it with you. I love song lyrics; and I hope that they encourage you to continue exploring your beautiful life!

*This song became even more perfect when I looked it up and realized I did in fact know this artist…he is the former lead singer of my good friend Lindsey Jo’s FAVORITE band (I mean, that in the most intense way possible. I spent a large part of my college life being educated on them.) Life is so ironic.

Peter Furler – I’m Alive Lyrics

When I was locked inside my head
When I was lost in a maze of doubt
You called my name and woke me up
You called my name and led me out

And when I chased one more mirage
‘Til I was tired and parched again
You gave me one more cup to fill
And sent me one more desert rain

I’m alive, I’m on fire
And my spirit burns with desire
You set me alight, bright-eyed
And with no way to hold it inside
I wanted to thank You
Thank You, thank You

I was sure of all I knew
I knew the world was mine to claim
I had directions printed out
And then I hit a wall of shame

Out there alone and left to die
Cut off from You, my sole supply
You shed Your tears for me and then
You took my hand and raised me high

I’m alive, I’m on fire
And my spirit burns with desire
You set me alight, bright-eyed
And with no way to hold it inside
I wanted to thank You
Thank You, thank You

I wanted to thank You
Thank You, thank You
I wanted to thank You
Thank You, yeah, thank You

The Peppermint Mocha Chronicles: O Holy Night.

Sunday at church they put on a Christmas choir and drama production. It included a slew of fantastic, traditional Christmas music and a great message about slowing down and remembering that Jesus came for you, because He loves you more than anyone else.

One of the standout points to me was the idea that as we get older, and life gets to us, the holidays lose a little bit of their shine. So often we become embittered and hurt by the season and it actually becomes more of a dread than a joy (I know I find myself here.) As we were hearing about the importance of going back to the meaning, I started thinking about all the Christmas carols that were being sung, and how much I love them. I remember always singing Christmas songs at home when I was little; at church, dancing around with the record player. They are just a fundamental part of the holiday for me. And I started to wonder if that tradition is sort of evaporating…as we tune out Christmas songs (because let’s be honest, they play the same 15 on the radio for two months…) and everything becomes more mainstream and pop culture…will my kids even know these traditional songs?

The final tune was one of my favorites, O Holy Night. I wanted to share it because the lesser known verses, specifically the third, really hit me this week. It’s so powerful. And as I was thinking about all this music that is so familiar to me, I realized I never really let the words sink in; I’m just so used to the melody. So again in the spirit of being present, I give you some lyrics to think about.

Do you have a favorite Christmas carol?

O Holy Night!
The stars are brightly shining,
It is the night of our dear Saviours birth;
Long lay the world in sin and error pining,
‘Til He appeared and the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn;
Fall on your knees,
Oh, hear the angels voices!
O night divine, O night when Christ was born!
O night, O holy night,
O night divine!

Led by the light of faith serenely beaming,
With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand;
So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming,
Here came the wise men from Orient land.
The King of kings lay thus in lowly manger,
In all our trials born to be our Friend;
He knows our need,
To our weakness is no stranger.
Behold your King, before Him lowly bend!
Behold your King, before Him lowly bend!

Truly He taught us to love one another;
His law is love and His gospel is peace; 
Chains shall He break, for the slave is our brother,
And in His name all oppression shall cease.
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,
Let all within us praise His holy name;
Christ is the Lord,
Oh, praise His name forever!
His powr and glory evermore proclaim!
His powr and glory evermore proclaim!

Gratituesdays: Sara.

It’s true. She has stolen my heart.

Maybe that’s a little melodramatic. But, really, have you ever just listened to a song and said to yourself, “If I could compose music, that’s what it would sound like.”

Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Sara Bareilles. My musical soul mate. My inner rock star. I kid you not, listening to her albums will give you fairly good insight to my inner dialogue. It’s almost creepy.

And she released a new EP today…trust me and listen. It even has a parental advisory, which I have to admit, makes me love her sassiness even more.

In the little moments of life, I’m unbelievably grateful that she’s articulated many of my emotions. Because sometimes you just need to get in your car, drive around and bawl your eyes out to some great music (come on, I know I’m not the only one who does this…)

And of course, I had to share my all-time-favorite version of my favorite song…enjoy!

 

What are you grateful for this week?