Tucked away on the corner of Indianola and East Maynard avenues, a quiet church sits alongside the road. After dark, however, the church transforms into a mystical dance space. Called the Church of ...

NEW YORK — On an otherwise unremarkable Tuesday evening, I found myself facing a stranger, swinging my arms back and forth, and hooting like an owl. “HOOOOOO!” I yelled, blinking uncomfortably.

Growing up as a dancer, Jenna Stewart recalls that dance wasn’t “something I did, it was how I processed the world.” But somewhere along the way into adulthood, “without realizing it, I slowly lost my ...