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How Nature Taught Me to Dance Again: Reconnecting to Your Body On and Off the Dance Floor

There is something about nature that gently reminds us of who we are.


Not by telling us.


Not by fixing us.


Not by asking us to become someone different.


It simply invites us to slow down long enough to remember.


After spending time in Alaska, I came home with more than incredible memories and breathtaking photos. I came home with a realization that has stayed with me every day since.


I had become more disconnected from myself than I realized.


It's funny how we can be doing all the "right" things. We can be teaching, working, serving, creating, checking off our to-do lists, even dancing... yet somehow lose connection with the very person experiencing it all.


I didn't recognize it while I was in the middle of life.


It wasn't until I stood beside glaciers, listened to rushing rivers, watched bears and eagles, and breathed in the crisp mountain air that I realized just how much I needed to pause.


For the first time in a long time, I wasn't trying to accomplish anything.


I was simply... being.


And in that space, something beautiful happened.


My senses began to awaken.


I noticed the sound of water moving over rocks.


The smell of evergreen forests after the rain.


The warmth of the sun on my face.


The rhythm of my breath.


The feeling of my feet firmly planted on the earth.


Nature wasn't asking me to perform.


It wasn't asking me to improve.


It wasn't asking me to prove my worth.


It simply welcomed me exactly as I was.


As I reflected on that experience, I couldn't help but think about dance.


Because isn't that what so many of us are longing for on the dance floor too?


Reconnecting: Somewhere Along the Way, We Forget Why We Started


One of the greatest gifts of learning West Coast Swing is that there is always something new to discover.


There is another concept to explore.


Another pattern to learn.


Another level to achieve.


Another technique to refine.


Growth is one of the reasons I fell in love with dance.


But somewhere along the journey, many dancers unknowingly exchange curiosity for criticism.


Instead of feeling the music, we analyze every step.


Instead of experiencing connection, we evaluate our performance.


Instead of creating, we critique.


Instead of listening to our bodies, we stay trapped inside our minds.


I see it every week.


Students apologize before we even begin.


"I'm sorry... I know I keep messing this up."


"I should be better by now."


"I can't seem to get it."


"I keep overthinking everything."


Can I let you in on a little secret?


I still catch myself doing the exact same thing.


Even after decades of dancing.


Even after years of teaching.


Because learning naturally activates the thinking part of our brain.


But dancing was never meant to stay there.


Dance was always meant to become embodied.


Your Body Already Knows More Than You Think


One of the things I love most about somatic work is understanding that our bodies hold incredible wisdom.


Our minds collect information.


Our bodies collect experiences.


Every laugh.


Every heartbreak.


Every success.


Every disappointment.


Every joyful dance.


Every difficult season.


Our bodies remember.


The more disconnected we become from our bodies, the more disconnected we become from ourselves.


That is why time in nature feels so healing.


Nature gently pulls us out of our thoughts and back into our senses.


The same thing can happen on the dance floor.


But only if we allow it.


Learning Without Losing Yourself


This question has been sitting with me ever since I returned home.


How do we continue improving our dancing without losing the joy that made us fall in love with it in the first place?


I don't think the answer is to stop learning.


I think it's learning to create balance.


Just like nature has seasons, our dancing needs seasons too.


There are seasons for studying.


There are seasons for drilling technique.


There are seasons for receiving feedback.


And there also need to be seasons for simply dancing.


Not to impress anyone.


Not to earn points.


Not to prove ourselves.


Just because movement is healing.


Just because music brings us alive.


Just because our souls need it.


Here are four practices I've been leaning into that have completely shifted the way I experience both dance and life.


1. Turn on the Music and Dance Like No One Is Watching

Yes, I know you've heard this before.


But when was the last time you actually did it?


Not practicing.


Not drilling.


Not counting.


Not filming yourself.


Not wondering what your instructor would say.


Just dancing.


Close the door.


Turn on your favorite song.


Take a deep breath.


And allow your body to move however it wants to move.


Maybe it looks beautiful.


Maybe it looks awkward.


Maybe you laugh.


Maybe you cry.


Maybe your body simply sways.


None of that matters.


Because this isn't about performance.


It's about permission.


Permission to move.


Permission to feel.


Permission to create without judgment.


Some of my favorite moments aren't when I execute a pattern perfectly.


They're when I stop thinking altogether and simply become part of the music.


2. Experience Dance Through the Lens of Curiosity Instead of Criticism


Imagine dancing for one entire song without judging yourself.


No correcting.


No comparing.


No evaluating.


No wondering if your partner enjoyed the dance.


Just noticing.


What does this movement feel like?


What emotions does this song bring out?


Where do I feel relaxed?


Where do I feel tension?


What happens if I soften my shoulders?


What happens if I breathe more deeply?


Curiosity creates awareness.


Criticism creates fear.


Growth happens much more naturally when we replace judgment with exploration.


I often tell my students that awareness is one of the greatest gifts we can develop.


Awareness isn't about finding what's wrong.


It's about discovering what's true.


3. Celebrate How Far You've Already Come


This one might be the hardest.


Because we're so conditioned to focus on what's next.


The next class.


The next convention.


The next competition.


The next skill.


The next level.


We rarely stop long enough to appreciate how far we've already traveled.


Think back to your very first dance class.


Remember how overwhelming it felt?


Remember trying to figure out where your feet belonged?


Remember feeling nervous asking someone to dance?


Now look at yourself today.


Look at everything you've learned.


Look at the friendships you've built.


Look at the confidence you've gained.


Look at the courage you've developed.


Celebrate that.


Really celebrate it.


Go dancing with a friend simply because it's fun.


Go out for dessert after class.


Have a kitchen dance party while you're making dinner.


Put on your favorite song while you're folding laundry.


Joy doesn't have to wait until you've "arrived."


Joy is part of the journey.


4. End Every Practice Session With a Celebration Dance


This has become one of my favorite personal practices.


Whenever I'm working on something challenging, I finish my practice with one final dance.


But here's the rule.


I'm not allowed to work on anything.


I'm not allowed to critique myself.


I'm not allowed to fix mistakes.


That last dance is simply a celebration.


A celebration of my body.


A celebration of my effort.


A celebration of my growth.


A celebration of the beauty I'm creating, both on and off the dance floor.


It completely shifts the energy I leave practice with.


Instead of walking away frustrated, I leave feeling grateful.


Instead of remembering what I couldn't do, I remember everything I can.


Imagine how different your relationship with dance would become if every practice ended with joy instead of criticism.


Your Body Is Always Speaking


One of the greatest lessons Alaska gave me wasn't found in the mountains or the glaciers.


It was found in the stillness.


I realized my body had been asking for something long before I ever recognized it.


It was asking me to slow down.


To breathe.


To notice.


To listen.


To reconnect.


Your body is speaking to you too.


Sometimes through excitement.


Sometimes through tension.


Sometimes through exhaustion.


Sometimes through peace.


The question isn't whether your body is communicating.


The question is whether we've become quiet enough to hear it.


Dance Is More Than Learning Steps


This is why I believe dance is one of the greatest metaphors for life.

It's not about becoming perfect.



It's about becoming present.


It's about learning to trust.


To listen.


To connect.


To express.


To create.


To celebrate.


Yes, continue taking lessons.


Continue refining your technique.


Continue challenging yourself.


But don't forget to simply dance.


Don't let improvement steal your joy.


Don't let comparison silence your creativity.


Don't let perfection rob you of presence.


Some of the most beautiful dances aren't technically perfect.


They're deeply felt.


And people remember how you made them feel far more than they remember whether your footwork was flawless.


Come Home to Yourself


As I stood surrounded by Alaska's incredible beauty, I realized nature had been inviting me home all along.


Not home to a place.


Home to myself.


Dance has always done that for me too.


When I allow it.


When I stop trying to control every movement.


When I stop trying to earn my worth.


When I stop performing.


When I simply listen.


Whether you find that reconnection on a hiking trail, sitting beside a river, walking barefoot in the grass, or in the middle of a beautiful West Coast Swing, my hope is that you'll make space for it.


Because your body remembers who you are.


Your heart remembers what brings you alive.


And the dance floor is waiting—not for a perfect version of you—but for the authentic one.


So this week, turn on your favorite song.


Take a deep breath.


Close your eyes.


And dance.


Not because someone is watching.


But because your soul has been waiting for you to come home.


With love,

Shalay Andrus


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