The line between what is alive and what is dead is not so clear. Going through the pain of grief, I have learned that every ending is already a new beginning. None of us wants to grieve, certainly. Life can be difficult. Yet in the midst of the storm, we may surprise ourselves, turning our gaze beyond our skin frame. Like the fatigue of buds, during winter, we can let a new dance bloom when spring comes. From these thoughts my new project was born: ⁠Spring of a Dancer⁠. I hope it catches you in a moment of inspiration.

I invite you to ⁠watch the trailer for my film Spring of a Dancer⁠ on YouTube and read my new book Spring of a Dancer on Amazon Books.