Move

Little dancing feet were sewn into the fabric of my soul when I arrived here on earth.

My love story with movement began at a very young age. My mom would constantly say “You must have ants in your pants”. I liked to wiggle, move, spin, jump, and freely dance for as long as I remember. My mother decided it would help all of us if I had a way to channel or harness this extra energy, so she enrolled me in dance lessons at age 5. I continued to drive her crazy but at least I had some structure in my movements… Shuffle Ball Change… Shuffle Ball Change… tap dancing in the aisle at the grocery story. “Can you please be still for a little while?” my mother would beg…

My mother loved to dance, music filled our house. She would invite the neighbor ladies over to exercise to Jack LaLane together! These things obviously made an impression on me or are in my DNA. Movement has always made me feel alive. I was a dancer and my dream was to head off to Broadway after college. But that dream fizzled when I tore a hamstring…. I changed my major to Communications & Broadcasting and kept the movement in my life through the world of fitness. Aerobic Dance in the 80’s , Personal Training in the early 90’s and then along came yoga… and I was smitten. I was also “damaged goods”, as western fitness had taken a toll on my body. I was struggling with sciatica, knee pain, shoulder pain…etc… I felt like humpty-dumpty and yoga helped to put me back together again.

A new love affair began once I realized the benefits of yoga.