01/12/2026
Dance revolution
Blog by: Katherine Lily Mae Harris
(Photo is of my ‘Goddess Fitness’ poster for a women’s empowerment , strength training and class starting in 2015-this poster was a workshop 2017 I taught before my exes physical abuse ramped up. )
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‘Dance until you can’t dance anymore. ‘
‘Dance is my ’
‘Dance is my ’
‘Dance is my ’
‘Dance is who I am’
‘Dance is my ’
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‘Dance is ’
Plenty of know that the of dance is integral to who they are. It’s part of everything, it’s part of who we are.
One thing that is for certain, dance, , , , arts, , that has always been a place that I understood. An area of life that I felt like most like myself. It was my comfort. A safe way to my pain, my anger, my sadness, my joy. I could put it all in my movement. In my .
My favorite place to dance was .
After my ex crippled me, I refused to let him take dance from me. The week before he hit me in my thoracic spine, knocking me unconscious, he was laying down and watching me dance and paint; after the three shoulder surgeries I had in one year (two extra because of his abuse) were beginning to and I got excited about life, about living it again! He said ‘you’re really fun to watch’ in a really alarming voice. It was dripping with disdain. A week later he crippled me.
I refused to stop dancing.
‘Dance until you die’
’s was a for me, not some way of describing a metaphoric connection to .
I was dying of blunt force trauma to the for years, while mostly believed my abusers and the web traps about the reason why. (I have to specify that web traps are manipulative, corrupt, and conniving individuals, who cause damage and harm, knowingly and willingly, for their own benefit and gain.
Do not confuse the other ways the word ‘web’ is used, as an example, one of my teachers, describes Magick in the terms of ‘web….’ At times, that is not a web trap, just to be clear. As in all groups, and I guess what is referred to as ‘witch wars,’ not every person can claim the same.)
How did a man who crippled me convince society I was the problem? The same way other and , and have done……that’s how they all get away with it….they allow for me to be a magnet for psychopaths, because the tone is, anyone and everyone can do whatever they want to me, treat me however they want, and get a free pass. No matter what.
So how did I end up on a list where my life means ?
How many are wondering that right now?
They are being tormented, abused, trafficked and mistreated, while others have an easy life??? How is that fair? Especially when the ones with easy lives, are the problem more often than not……
There is the phrasing in Islam, ‘Allah/God/Shiva rewards those after hardship with ease.’
I am seriously looking forward to being in a after this hell lifetime is over, where no one will ever be tormented in these ways again. No one who causes it will be there. We will be free of every web trap and every person who contributed to it, forever: that is our . without them. I will never understand how so many sat back and watched me be tormented all my life. Ever.
One thing I know, is that a major question from the masses, minus the M, was ‘how come if she’s injured, she can………..?’
My devotion and worship, my expression, is dance, it’s Magick. It’s part of who I am, I won’t let any man or any general public protecting my abusers, take that away. Ever.
When I think of , I think of how we, as a species of Earth (hell) would represent our . What kinds of dress, what kinds of food, what kinds of dance…..how we would interact with others and express.
If you are , you already understand these forces and sources, because you and I already understand how to . I know for a fact that I don’t want to be part of a culture that doesn’t let me practice my Magick, my devotion, in a safe way.
No matter what.
I’d rather die dancing, then let another person r**e, abuse me, gang r**e, medically torture, torment or kill me, ever again. I have a obligation to my own life, so I have to be more ‘controlled’ with my movement, more cautious with my body. Dying of autonomic dysreflexia, caused by blunt force trauma to the spine, was enlightening. It also was terrifying. No matter how much I spoke up and begged for help, it fell on deaf ears. What on earth did my abusers say, to get away with it???? Whatever it is, keep talking and stay away from me.
I won’t ever stop dancing. Ever.
I won’t ever stop being Magick, Ever, I won’t ever stop singing, Ever: and I will never let haters get me down. You chose who you wanted to have in your next incarnations. That’s clear: that’s good for me. You can stay in abusive hell planet, the rest of us are leaving to be in a universe where none of you are, so you won’t ever harm any of us again!
Dance is my HEALING
