Dance memories: Some were rich and deeply cherished, and others came close to breaking my spirit.
I learned so much about myself on the dance floor and by owning a studio.

It changed me for the better.

After almost a decade, I’m dusting off my dance shoes and slipping them on with a wealth of knowledge.

I’m dancing for me this time.

I’m listening carefully to my body and how it wants to move.

I’m letting the music choose me.

I’m saying “hell yes” to living ecstatically and dancing through life doing what pleases me.

I invited passion to dance and freedom of expression to run the show. Not just on the dance floor, but in every area of life.

There’s rhythm and movement in everything. Find the flow.