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...

The wily virus had made a stand, my fever spiked, and I was frankly physically and emotionally miserable. And then, a little magic...

This week has been a study in relativity. I have not taught a class with students since mid March, we are a mere 6 days from May...

There is a light, I can laugh again. I get a little winded ,but I can laugh again. I have discovered an endless appetite for misbehaving...

Well, we made it through another week, and it was a doozy. I keep thinking of Eugene Levy groaning in abject frustration, “What a week I’...

For over a decade I have been working on collage inspiration journals. Quotes are written in frequently, filling in blank areas...

Well, it’s been an interesting two weeks. Instead of performances, class and teaching, it is spring cleaning all day long and...

I am always saying I wish I could stay home and do nothing. No classes, no teaching, no choreography, no meetings, no people... well...