That was Teacher and me at my last lesson. I was the one yelling in frustration.
It was the first lesson after the practice rounds on Saturday. 854 more words
By Lynsey Jeffery
Elegant flashes of color twirled and dipped across the stage. Glossy heels stomped and spun, intertwining with black jazz slippers, then pulling away again. 622 more words
Yes, a dance post!
Thank you for your patience as I have been trying to navigate the on-going recovery and legacy from the cancer.
Just prior to everything falling apart, I had a coaching lesson with a female coach that focused on latin–specifically rumba. 730 more words