First Love

No, not that story… though I did marry my first love.

What about the earliest love, or passion, in life? For me, it was the transcendent power of dance, beginning at four years old. You could say that it was a natural pursuit to train in dance as a performing and healing art.

When you watch a dance performance, mirror neurons fire up. There’s a physiological response. You experience a deep level of engagement. How about witnessing your own movement, your own authentic expression? This is enlightening.

Transitions have always fascinated me. How does one movement lead to another; how do we navigate transitions in our lives? I’ve lived in Panama, France, Thailand, and the U.S., raised two daughters, been a military spouse, shifted career paths several times.

How do you identify yourself? Sometimes I’m a yoga teacher, other times a writer, always a dancer, mother, wife, friend, fundamentally an honest human looking for gateways of expression, connection, and wonder. Cue the muse, our own creative nature.