Dance not only feels the music, but it feels the soul. It touches deep down into the scariest places that our minds never even dare to look, and presses the release button. It communicates feelings to the audience and fellow dancers. The energy created from the form and the movement is shared by everyone in the room. Dance is my form of therapy. Dance is my form of expression. Dance is magic. I can release all of my feelings through a somber contemporary performance in front of myself in the mirror, or express my anger through a roughed-up hip hop routine in front of a large audience. If I could earn a living from dancing, it would give me the greatest joy in the world. I would be able to share that joy each and every day with everyone, anywhere. I love teaching beginners how to dance. I choreographed for my high school’s Show Choir, and I loved to watch the magic I created unfold, and the smile it would bring to everyone’s faces. I would continue to share my visions with the world, choreographing for Broadway, music videos, weddings, quinceaneras, films, fashion shows, and anything else you can name! Magic like this has to be shared, it just has to.