Dance comes from a story told by a wonderful Camaroon woman we met when we were traveling in China. In her home village, when a woman was beaten by her husband, or lost her child, or any other intolerable emotions she was enduring, her women friends would gather around her and tell her not to cry tonight, wait for tomorrow, tonight we dance. And they would dance all night till her strength came back to her spirit. In the morning it was all easier to bear. This is the woman’s dance.