It took me many years to grow into myself as a dancer. Part of that was physically growing into the grace of my own body as a teenager, part was finding a style that was truly me, and part was finding my own ‘voice’ so that I could communicate my stories and ideas to others. Of course, I’m really still growing into myself as a dancer and don’t expect I’ll ever actually stop.
As a teenager, my dancing was a case of you-name-it-I-did-it, except for hiphop. That just never seemed to work. It wasn’t until I was at university and took a contemporary class that I found a style I could really get on well with. I never held any high aspirations of being a dancer professionally or teacher. I just loved to dance.
But even when you love something, you can be exhausted by it. So I quit dancing and it took me 5 years to go back. That was almost two years ago. And I have my students to thank for it. They reminded me what it is to love dancing for the pure joy of it, and now I wonder how I did without it for those 5 years.
Since getting back into dance and doing more of it with my own students, I have found myself beginning to make plans and set goals. Never having aspired to be a professional dancer, it has taken me a while to find my niche in dance. But if the last few years have taught my anything, it’s that teaching dance is something I’m passionate about and want to do more of.
I’m a big believer in the power of dance to inspire us and give us something to aspire to; and this is what I love about working with my students at school. Some aspire to be professional dancers one day, but most dance simply because they love it, because they can’t imagine not dancing. I’m constantly in awe of my students, and their passion has reinvigorated my own.
I don’t know where my dance-teaching journey will lead, but, after all, it’s the journey not the destination that really counts isn’t it?