For the earlier few months, my just lately retired father has been diligently decluttering my childhood household. This is a significant job, thinking of my dad and mom have lived in this exact property for the earlier 35 years and elevated five little ones within its partitions, just about every of whom has still left behind a selection of childhood trinkets, drawings, college jobs, the typical factors that are easy to ignore when a single moves absent from household.
When I talked to my father past week, he explained, “You know what I found in the basement these days when I was cleaning it out?” I believed for a second: I puzzled if he uncovered a little something uncomfortable like my outdated Spice Girls Barbie, or the Titanic poster that utilized to dangle in my bed room, or a Lisa Frank folder from middle college on which I scribbled, “NSYNC rulez.” But just before I could guess, he answered: “I found your promenade dresses!”
“Oh yeah!” I claimed, “I try to remember those people!” I could image both of those of them straight away. My junior yr prom gown was floor-duration, dazzling coral, and strapless. My senior 12 months costume was significantly less difficult: black, shorter hem, negligible silhouette. I bear in mind possessing a good time at both of those proms … except for the dancing.
I giggle about it now, but as a teenager, I hated dancing. I located it painfully awkward. I felt like dances have been an prospect for men and women to judge you for how you were moving, what you were sporting, who you have been (or were not) dancing with. This was why I hardly ever went to college dances. And whilst I did dance some at the proms, I also skipped the sluggish songs to “go to the lavatory,” and I expended a sizeable quantity of time chatting with men and women in close proximity to the consume table.
Thankfully, I have grown out of my hatred (and anxiety) of dancing, and I attribute this mind-set change partly to religious life. Just before I became a sister, I in no way believed religious existence would contain so a lot of occasions for dancing: vow celebrations, jubilees, Supplying Voice conferences and other gatherings with young spiritual, and even, many thanks to COVID-19, dances more than Zoom.
With no adolescent self-consciousness, without having the danger of hormone-laden gossip and intrigue, I have located dancing to be joyful, enjoyment and holy. When I am dancing, there are moments when I really feel that my soul is beautifully synced with my physique, and I come to feel far more deeply linked to the people all-around me as we shift to the same rhythm, the very same tune.
Some people may well discover it unusual to phone dancing holy, but this strategy is actually rooted in Trinitarian theology. This previous Sunday’s celebration of the Solemnity of the Holy Trinity reminded me of a word I acquired just lately that describes the romantic relationship concerning the persons of the Trinity: perichoresis. This Greek term will not translate very properly into English: “rotation” and “encompassing” are two widespread words and phrases that only partly convey its indicating.
I want a diverse definition made available by Sarah Coakley in her ebook God, Sexuality, and the Self, which is that perichoresis conveys the union of the Trinity “by means of their ecstatic dance of interaction and delight.” A dance! How ideal an graphic for the Trinity: a dynamic, going, partnership of communion that will involve synchronicity, pleasure, delight, interchange, ecstasy … a dance that is the two unifying although sustaining the differentiation of each Particular person.
As I replicate additional on the perichoresis of the Trinity, I also understand that the communion of the Godhead is not a closed circle, for the dance of the Trinity will come with an open up invitation: a call to share in God’s existence, to share in this ecstatic dance.
This open invitation is what we commemorate this Sunday on the Solemnity of Corpus Christi: As a result of the Eucharist, God has supplied us a share of himself so that we may well participate in the divine lifetime. Every time we obtain the Eucharist, we answer to this invitation to sign up for in the dance of the Trinity, the place we might move in more ideal harmony with Father, Son and Spirit. It can be an astoundingly beautiful, incomprehensible mystery.
So I guess dancing just isn’t so undesirable following all.