You are everything: You defy definitions. You transcend traditions. You dance in the chaos. You empower positions. You emerge from the muck. You strive through what’s stuck. You embody the sacred. You don’t give a fuck. But if They disagree. If They cut you down like a tree ...

"Am I an artist or am I a coach?" This is a question I ponder myself and often hear from other artist/coaches, artist/teachers, artist/healers who I know and work with. (Fill in “artist” with your choice of: dancer, singer, actor, painter, writer, etc etc.) Years ago I kept the two very separate. There was my persona as a women’s health coach ...

One day she decided... That anxious thoughts weren’t worth her time. That she didn’t have to keep choosing more of the same. That despite some backpedaling into old habits. She could choose to come home to herself at any given moment... Just by hearing her own breath. Awakening the dormant movement inside of her ...

Have you listened lately? To the universe around you. To the universe within you. To the inner space that is made up of the same stuff as outer space. If you’re like me, it’s probably real easy not to. The alarm goes off and BOOM: the “what do I have to DO today?” question pops up, the notifications on your phone blink at you, and you’re off to the race ...

The year was 2010. I had signed up to perform in an uncurated variety show in Brooklyn that gave everyone 5 minutes on stage to do their thing. I was kicking myself for signing up. What was I thinking? I had only just gotten back into lightly dancing, I hadn’t been on stage in YEARS, and wasn’t I busy enough? ...

One of the things I believe, deep in my body and soul, is that the process of creating art - whether it be dancing or painting or writing poems or whatever floats your boat - is deeply healing. It gives us a sense of being able to take what we’ve been given in life and make something new out of it. It gives us our power back ...