Posts in Dance
What Lifts You Up When You're Down? | Identifying Your Fundamental Passion

I realized through being sick that dance is what will always pull me up from negativity. Yes, I love to write, I love to cook and bake and practice yoga, but none of these things feed my soul and spirit in the same way that dance and choreography does. Dance saves me and lifts me up when I’m down. 

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Confessions + Lessons From a Formerly Reluctant Dance Teacher

When I began teaching those dance classes regularly about five years ago, I would hesitantly say to people, “yes, I teach dance,” always followed by, “but I’m not actually a teacher, I’m a choreographer.” It’s silly, really, because the two are in no way mutually exclusive. Why in the world couldn’t I just be both?

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Winter Playlist + How The Music Moves Me / An Improv Video

I go through phases where besides the time spent teaching and dancing in the studio, I barely listen to music. I enjoy the inner silence and the outer background noise of cars and frequent yelling matches outside in the streets (although I can never tell if it is happy enthusiastic cries or a fight- both are entirely plausible in Tangier). I don’t feel the need to fill space with anything but this unique sort of white noise and my own thoughts swimming among it.

However, there is something about winter- the month of December especially- that starts to give me this pressing need for a daily soundtrack.

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Choreolab Basel + The Importance of Empowerment and Play

Walking into the first day of a dance intensive always brings me back to that first-day-of-school feeling. Observing the fellow students in your classroom, trying to pick up on the subtle overall vibe of the group in order to align your expectations accordingly. However, unlike my first days of school, the first day of any dance intensive usually brings out more excitement than nerves and usually is paired with a creative willingness to let go of personal judgements and keep an open mind about what might happen in the studio. That’s the aim, anyway.

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Pear and Dark Chocolate Marble Cake + Reflections of a Dance Teacher

A couple of weeks ago, along with starting up my regular contemporary dance classes for teens and adults at the conservatory in Tangier, it fell upon me to substitute two ballet classes for 5 and 6 year olds, just for that first week. If you know me well, you will know that this is not my thing- not even a little bit. It is not that I dislike kids, of course, but trying to control a large classroom full of them is simply not my forte. However, I am quite loyal to the conservatory since they provided me with my first job when I moved here and they needed these classes taken care of, so I figured I could grin, bear it, and make the most of the experience. 

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A Poem in Motion | Two Countries by Naomi Shihab Nye

I am writing less than I normally do today, because this- this is about the movement. Sometimes dance doesn't need too many extra words. 

Several days ago I made myself go to the studio for the first time in about two weeks. Between plans with friends, teaching yoga, a bruised arch on my left foot and a general lack of inspiration or spark, I just could not be bothered to get myself into that space of creativity and movement.

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