Though it’s been less than forty eight hours since Ruth Bader Ginsburg died, it feels somehow like a lifetime.

I spent a summer immersed in the things I love. I realize  how incredibly lucky I am to be able to write these words. The pandemic which ...

My daily dharma from Tricycle magazine, with words from Jack Kornfield, one of my favorite Buddhist teachers with the message of beginnings.

Today is the day of my yoga event and so a short blog today with perhaps a midweek blog exploring how it all went...

Dharma not drama I think is the key to it all. Right actions creating positivity and a happy life...

I cannot believe that it is almost exactly six months since the Feb. performance of my piece What is Left. Little did we know that life w...

For the first time since Covid quarantine has started I had a full (for corona times) week of teaching. Corona times, which sounds like i...

Another week in pandemic paradise. Life is as always confusingly beautiful; moments of despair warring with moments of grace and...

I took my usual route of constant mindful work to balance out the crazy. As always, action and...

Another unsettling week here; dancing between optimistically working hard, and procrastinating; wondering if anything I do really has muc...

I just had a week that is hard to explain or quantify. I know it was a week with some magnificent moments; I had a pair of owls fly so cl...

Yes, dance class work. My dance world is opening up again. I am teaching a small outside class today, I taught a private lesson last week...

I think I this week I finally came  to some sort of acceptance about the dumpster fire horror show that has been 2020. I have started to ...

So today, on Father’s Day, I am writing about my father Xavier Lucena.

My life took a huge turn for the better four weeks ago when the Colchester Burnham Library opened up for curb side pick up. In a remarkab...

Protesters are trying to teach us that the centuries of brutality suffered has to stop. Institutional racism is so deeply rooted...

This may be the saddest week in United States history. In the truest sense, apocalyptic...

And this is where the confusion comes in; how to proceed? How does a company of young dancers move forward? Our mission is to...

Just as I am recovering and taking baby steps towards teaching and dancing again, the world is opening up; I am congratulating myself on ...

There is no stopping my mom. As a matter of fact, I am surprised that my mother is not an alternative definition/ image for indomitable...