I've never belonged to an organized religion, but when a friend asked the other day if there was any place people thought of as their church, I knew right away where mine was. When I was living in NYC, I felt that I got wonderful spiritual guidance and teaching from Jivamukti Yoga, where I went regularly. I also took courses in Buddhist thought and practice, both here in the States and in Asia. But the place I think of as my "church" is actually my ballet class. Why? Because it is a discipline that you do even when you don't feel like it; you're not just doing it for yourself; in a really great class (and in NYC I was in a really great class) you often feel that god is moving through you; and then there's just the day-to-day part of having a close community of people you see all the time, who are going through what you are going through, you may never even speak to each other but you have this shared experience. Having ballet, having something to work at that hard helped to get me through some really tough times. At one point, it was the one place I could go where my own personal tragedy wasn't the biggest thing in the room. When we moved to California in 2007, I left behind friends I loved, lots of little places with memories attached, the energy of a great city and just a beautiful place to live. But unquestionably the hardest part was leaving behind my ballet class. Five years later, I still have dreams about it, about trying to get to class. I still miss it badly. The word "church" isn't enough to describe what my ballet class is.