Once upon a time there was a real live Belly dancer named Delilah. She studied, performed, and taught the dance for many a year to all kinds of women across the land from far and near.

She loved the bellydance, as did many a devoted bellydancer she met along the way. One day she heard another bellydancer say, "I'm not going to dance anymore. I've become a feminist, and my feminist friends say that Belly dancing is a dance women do to placate men and make themselves subservient.

Delilah's heart sank because she too believed in equal rights for women and didn't want to fall into this chasm of contradiction. At the same time, she loved to dance and she knew she was meant to dance. She pondered the dilemma. "If one is not free to dance, one is not free to live," she thought. "But can we rise above this stereotype?"

The truth was that this dance had taught her to know her body, to control her body, to marvel at its accomplishments. It had given her autonomy as a mover, endless creativity. She knew this dance as a refuge at times in her life, a prayer, a joy, a birth. This dance, believe or not, had empowered her life; she owned her dance. She knew the Bellydance to be a dance of liberation for women.

So Delilah began to explore the bellydance from a new perspective, uncovering a philosophy filled with ideas on movement, the body, the earth, creativity, freedom, expression, the Great Mother, connectedness; the kinds of ideas desperately needed by the world today. Then she began enlisting the help of fellow dancers to help convey the sacredness of this dance to the world.

Thus the Visionary Dancers were born. They see feminine energy as the common denominator in the dance of the belly; the same feminine energy that needs to be expressed if we are to save our environment and continue to be a living, breathing, dancing species on this planet. Their dance expresses their calling.