Dance Teacher meeting. 

It’s amazing how quickly things can progress.  I mean, I know they could happen instantaneously and that really I’m pretty fortunate in how much I still have, but it’s all blowing my mind. I mean, this time last year I had come off a summer of dancing twice a week and was gearing up for…

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Comparison. 

We’ve all heard people say not to compare yourself to someone else.  For me, it’s become one of the most annoyingly stereotypical comments, especially having recovered from an eating disorder and also now being in ballet.  I’ve heard it over and over and over and over again. It’s successfully been drilled into my head.  So why…

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If they, so I.

As I visited my sister, brother-in-law, and their new born son in the hospital yesterday, I was in tears. I had just left the chiropractor, which I go to every other week at this point, having been in the worst back pain I’ve had since it really began three years ago. I told him this.…

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Cantique–A Novel

Ballet has a unique was of bringing people together–across generations and oceans and any other divide you can think of. It’s one of my favorite things about the art form, and I’m grateful to have such a great group of people I have met via Instagram that also share this love, specifically coming into it as adults.…

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My last summer class.

I actually made it to a class yesterday. First time in, like, a month. There were days I felt well enough to go before, but I was a bit nervous not knowing who the teacher is. Not that any of them could necessarily not be good teachers, but I realize that I am currently in…

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Still learning. 

I haven’t been to a class in a while. I honestly don’t remember when, but I’m sure I could look back on blogs and find out. 😂  In my online silence, I feel I have learned much: I’ve learned that even when I’m unable to get to class, ballet is still very much a part…

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Summer Baby Recap. 

As I walked into the studio this morning, I found myself comforted by the familiar smell. I tried to describe it to myself, but it’s a hard one to explain. A mix of many things, including the age of the pier and beam building, the floors, the ac unit, and everything else that goes into…

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End of summer. 

Recently a friend asked if posting on his Facebook wall about his cancer diagnosis was selfish.  To which I replied that it’s his wall and something he is going through. How in the world was that selfish?  Yet, I find myself doing it with my blog. I tell myself not to write about being sick…

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This.

There are some days that are simple and light and could be described as “pleasant.” And then there are days that are complicated and dark and can be described using expletives that make your mom angry to hear them, causing you even more frustration. (No? Just me? Okay.) Sometimes those days turn in to weeks,…

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Summer classes 2017. 

At our studio, we have a month we’re we do summer intensive classes. The levels aren’t broken up so extensively, due to the smaller size, but the kids who attend take classes for a greater part of the day, having a variety of different types of classes, special teachers brought in, and really good hands…

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