Anne Hillman gathers up the skeins of love and grief, rage, the destructive, beauty and death, and weaves the story of a woman at the end of the twentieth century into the blazing story of the universe. We discover, along with the dancing animal woman, that we are no longer lonely: we belong, not just to our gender, our race, our nation or any other memberships by which we define ourselves, but to life itself. This is a state of healing that the author calls integrity; and in this potentially life-altering book, we discover how our personal journeys contribute to the spectacular dance that is the evolving story of the human race.
Anne Hillman gathers up the skeins of love and grief, rage, the destructive, beauty and death, and weaves the story of a woman at the end of the twentieth century into the blazing story of the universe. We discover, along with the dancing animal woman, that we are no longer lonely: we belong, not just to our gender, our race, our nation or any other memberships by which we define ourselves, but to life itself. This is a state of healing that the author calls integrity; and in this potentially life-altering book, we discover how our personal journeys contribute to the spectacular dance that is the evolving story of the human race.
