Dear 2017, This weekend you will take your very first breaths. On your first day, I will slow and sit down, hold you to my chest, and wait until my breathing is synched perfectly with yours.  You are born innocent, but much damage was done by 2016. You, sweet one, are born addicted to self-righteousness. Although we acknowledge this… Read More


I was struggling to breathe. Wherein I had been worried for months that Trump would find a sneaky way to win, I had been reassured it was impossible. I had spent the day in a pantsuit applauding Hillary Rodham Clinton’s great assets and potential. And here I was on my couch witnessing a presidential ticket which… Read More


Last week while at the National Dance Education Organization Conference, I realized we attendees were just a sliver of dance education and were not talking about the field and its actual scope. Many tracks were not present. In addition, we never addressed the issue that students cross and combine tracks; I talked to some of… Read More


Since writing Am I a Dancer Who Gave Up? three years ago, I have been floored and humbled by the flow of messages I continue to receive from around the world, from age 12 to 62. The most common responders are current or recently graduated undergrads; their most common inquiry is How do I start a career… Read More


Rough, Rough World. This hour is rocking us. Before we can help this situation, we need to do one thing. Time to get outraged, or mad, or fearful, or deeply sad. Cry like a baby. Any emotion will work as long as we each choose the healthiest option for ourselves and feel that feeling to… Read More


  Students around the world are facing academic exam season. While they search out strategies to deal with the anxieties of those tests, my mother and so many others are facing the anxieties of major medical tests. The parallels between the two situations are strong, yet for supporters of test-takers, one has the optimism is… Read More


Writing publicly is a scary thing. This is especially true of first-person narrative. Putting yourself out there. Myself, I dived into the blogging deep end. My first real post was about being shoved face down into a pillow. Sexual assault. And this was before I had told my family or friends directly about what had… Read More


So you think your kids can dance? Yes! Every child should be dancing. And there are so many options. This is just one of them…   I worked (with quoted contributions from several friends) to create this quick guide for you. Actually, this is for myself if I decided to ever teach in a competition studio… Read More


My parents did everything they could to make it financially possible for me to dance growing up in an increasingly expensive sector. They made sacrifices and worked multiple jobs. I am an only child. When I was 15, I had the opportunity to attend a summer training opportunity in the Edge studio in LA. I… Read More


I am following my longest post of all time with my shortest post ever. This one is a simple request: Get to know the custodian… of your child’s school, of your office, of your university, of the library or community center, of the gym,,… Look around you. Say hello. You might see my dad. He… Read More