What happens when a Zen Buddhist salsa dancer meets a jazz pianist who spent decades shaking with shamans, healers, and mystics throughout the world? In the case of Hillary and Brad, they fell in love, moved to New Orleans, and launched a spiritual experiment that would forever change their lives.
The Keeneys recognized that full-blown sacred ecstasy—the saint’s joyful union with the divine or the shaman’s shaking awakening—is an experience that has been minimized and suppressed in favor of practices that subdue rather than excite. So they boldly set out to unpack, reverse engineer, and identify the specific actions required to ignite an ecstatic fire. The Keeneys went on a mission to bring back old school ecstatic spirituality for modern times.
Brad and Hillary personally experienced how the Kalahari Bushman dancing healers, ancient Japanese life force masters, diverse shakers and quakers, old school sanctified worshippers, spirit-intoxicated mystics, and singing shamans share an ecstatic wisdom that is absent in today’s world. It does not over emphasize what the mind believes or thinks: ecstatic know-how is found more in how the body moves, sounds, and feels.
As a dancer and a musician, Hillary and Brad discerned what so many teachers of spirituality and shamanism had missed about the nature of powerful spiritual experience: First, true ecstasy is best triggered by a special blend of syncopated rhythm, embellished music, spirited movement, and sacred emotion. Second, the strongest ecstasy always leaves its mark by installing an incredible body vibration—a fire in the bones— that activates amazing sensory awareness, extraordinary mystical experience, powerful healing, and incredible spiritual gifts.
Brad and Hillary became internationally celebrated for exploring how ecstatic experience and transformation can be brought to spiritually diverse audiences. They demonstrated their emerging work in various venues including theatres, music halls, conference arenas, classrooms, clinics, temples, cathedrals, a historic dude ranch, and even their former shotgun house in the French Quarter of New Orleans.
Then something extraordinary and unexpected happened.