When I notice someone saying they “want” something or “need” something or they “miss” me, I get curious about what they mean. I do this for myself too and especially, right now, I am curious about what that means when I...
For the past decade or more I have poo-pooed my gift as a free form dancer. I have always honored my gift as a “freestyler”: someone, in my definition, who can get down street style, like hip-hop and funk styles of dancing or in Latin or W. African dance. Someone who...
Ahhh, I got hooked. The relief that comes when I just realize I am hooked on energy is too easy sometimes. That’s it? That’s all? You mean I don’t have to process a bunch of STUFF? I can just realize I am hooked and then it goes, disappears, the...
I have made myself wrong for wanting to practice dance, for wanting to become a better dancer, for wanting to excel technically in dancing. Is this wrong? I don’t know. What’s tripped me up is my own and others opinions. I KNOW that dancing is NOT a means...
A year and a half ago, I took my first session with an Alexander Technique practitioner. It was interesting and profound. She showed me how I could move in different ways. She taught me to “use your legs for walking” instead of protruding my heart out...
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