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When Dreams Come True – SLEEP WALK 2012
The week of SLEEP WALK 2012, I checked the weather obsessively like a bridezilla awaiting her wedding day. Hosting a “rain or shine” event outdoors in March is precarious. It could snow; it could be summer. Arriving at the National Mall early Saturday morning – the sun was shining brightly, not a cloud in…
Read MoreJuggling Clouds – Rediscovering Dance After My Father’s Death
Photography by Nia Technique “No one will die, Julie,” I repeated to myself on my way to Nia dance class this morning. Knots tightened in my stomach as I drove down the same roads in reverse from the fateful morning I’d received the call from my step-mom, Kathy. I hadn’t been back to Nia since. …
Read MoreREM Runner Dances With the Stars
“We dance for laughter, we dance for tears, we dance for madness, we dance for fears, we dance for hopes, we dance for screams, we are the dancers, we create the dreams.” Last week, I made a special guest appearance on NBC Washington News – this time dancing in Suzannah’s awesome Nia Class! I…
Read MoreFrom His Heart to Ours
When my father passed unexpectedly on Tuesday, I was dancing. I was swirling, whirling and laughing with joy. My dad was at work at the Portsmouth City Hall, doing what he loved. Driving home from dance class, my phone buzzed. Kathy’s cell. “Call me right away.” I knew in her voice. “Daddy,” I whispered softly, wondering…
Read MoreWhen Motivation Doesn’t Grow On Trees (Part I)
Let’s be honest, motivation doesn’t grow on trees. At least not where I live. Here, it’s getting darker and colder by the second. A perfect time to talk about motivation and where to find it! NIKE says, “Just Do It” as if it’s that simple. Maybe it is for some – but not me. For me,…
Read MoreTaking Risks & Discovering Nia
“One hour of life, crowded to the full with glorious action, and filled with noble risks, is worth whole years of those mean observances of paltry decorum.” – Sir Walter Scott Photograph provided by Nia Technique (www.nianow.com). Out of Habit: Like most mornings, I awoke a creature of habit. I had no intention of stepping out…
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