Live, Love, Laugh…and Dance!
I rely on scheduling and structure to organize my day and reduce any stress. The structure keeps me focused and not bouncing around with every text, email or like from Facebook.
The Joy of Movement!
I grew up in Mom's dancing school - Sandra's School of Dance. Because of her guidance and faith in me, I was able to perform as a young girl in the Boston Ballet's Nutcracker for four years and ultimately majored in dance at UMASS, Amherst.
Are You Still Dreaming?
It's been 37 years since I moved to New York City to become a professional dancer. And my dream did come true! I was grateful to work with Jazzdance: The Danny Buraczeski Dance Company for nearly five years. We performed our seasons at the Joyce Theater on 8th Avenue and toured nationally.
Full Circle Healing
Have you ever fully realized a full circle healing moment? A moment when you realize you have done the internal work and now stand in a place of health and well-being? A place of peace within yourself? I'd love to share a few of mine with you.
Kirstie Alley Rocked the Dance Floor!
My favorite show of all time - Dancing With the Stars - literally has me jumping off the couch, dancing, cheering and screaming with delight! I couldn't wait to see Kirstie dance - the heels, the form fitting clothes and Maks by her side. A woman who most likely has stuggled her entire life with [...]
Too Many Sugarplums!?
Wow...talk about taking a trip down memory lane. While my professional dance career was in jazz dance, my body was always being scrutinized. Jenifer is absolutely beautiful rising above the criticism and being open and honest about her body. It's the dance that should be celebrated! ;) I am grateful for the work I do [...]
The Joy of Movement…
For sure it's in my genes! My mother, Sandra, ran her dancing school for 25 years in my hometown of Saugus, MA. I grew up in dance and spent winter seasons traveling to Boston to perform in the Boston Ballet's Nutcracker when Arthur Fiedler was the conductor for the orchestra. This past week, my mother [...]