Dance is the hidden language of the soul of the body. ~ Martha Graham
Dancing was my first love, jazz dance to be specific. Fosse lived in every cell of my body. I remember discovering him, Bob Fosse, at the Jeanette Neill Dance Studio in Boston. I was 17 and fell in love, with Jazz and Fosse. That dance studio was my home away from home, sometimes the home I preferred the most. Stepping on the dance floor, I would leave everything and everyone behind, existing only in the sacred space of dance. Complete surrender of my body and mind. Every city I moved to after leaving Boston, I found my studio. In NYC it was Broadway Dance, in Westchester County it was Dance Cavise and in LA, Millennium. It's always been a part of my life, performing in cities around the US — jazz, musical theatre and Armenian folk dance with the Sayat Nova Dance Company.
One notable Friday night in late February, joined by about 100 ad agency creatives, we celebrated winning the Super Bowl — commercial that is. At Blind Dragon in WEHO, we danced like no one was watching! Did. Not. Stop. The next day, the music still alive in me, I was dancing in my kitchen, my living room and in my car. My solo performances rocked as I listened to music all day long.
Here’s the thing, dancing is life, and the quickest way to an endorphin rush. Whether in class, at a club or in your living room, just dance. Dance, whenever, wherever you can. If nothing else, let me leave you with this; Dancing is a perpendicular expression of a horizontal desire. ~ George Bernard Shaw. Shaw, he does have a way with words.