So after simultaneously completing my Masters in Library Science and my Middle Eastern dance training, I became a professional dancer.  Ha ha, you might notice the absence of photos here.  It's not that I ever did anything crude or rude.  In fact, I was known as one of the great 'artists' of my time.  I worked in nightclubs owned by Greeks, Jews or Arabs and taught seminars around the country.  Eventually, I toured the country and taught in over 75 cities.  My picture was in magazines.  I wrote articles for the trade papers.  It was art and I felt myself connected to the 'greater' thing I had been seeking. 

And yet still, it was not fulfilling.  In some ways I knew that I was closer to what I was looking for, and yet it was not complete.  In those days, we often asked ourselves this question, "Is there life after art?".  But we had no answer.