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I never set out to become a teacher. Honestly, I didn’t see it in myself. But sometimes, life nudges you toward your purpose in the most unexpected ways. It all began in a tiny desert town—Snowflake, Arizona—where options for partner dance classes were slim to none. I was just 16 when my mom encouraged me to start a couples' country dance class. So there I was, teaching line dancing, country swing, and the two-step. I didn’t fully understand it then, but something about partn

Since as far back as I can remember, dance has been woven into the very fabric of who I am. When the music plays, I don’t think—I just feel. I let my heart lead. Growing up in a small town with so few opportunities for formal training, I could have seen that as a limitation. But I never did. I simply danced where I was, with what I had, because I couldn’t imagine life any other way. In college, when I made the country dance team, a new dream opened up: auditioning for the lea

It’s never too late to step into the rhythm of your own life. When I was just 18, freshly graduated and heading to college, I discovered a truth that still guides me today: Passion and perseverance can open doors you never imagined. Growing up in a small town, dancing had been my refuge — a way to express myself and find connection when words fell short. So when I arrived at Utah Valley University and learned about tryouts for the country dance team, my heart leapt. Even more

My journey into healing didn’t begin with therapy, books, or even intentional self-discovery. It began, quite unexpectedly, with a dance....