Resurrection Dancing
“In the garden that morning, Mary Magdalen, alone, eyes full of tears, thought she met the gardener, only to be surprised into joy when she recognized it was Jesus. I imagine she caught him in an embrace, that they twirled in amongst the flowers, to the songs of the early birds and the rhythms of the insects buzzing. And Jesus told her, do not hold onto me. This was a dance of abandon, a body resurrected and a whole world went free, unrestrained, unafraid, unabashedly itself as it was meant to be.”