Phoenix Chronicles: Prologue

I remember the surprise of hearing the outcome after a ROUGH audition for my High School Dance Team. As a newbie with no prior dance experience they surely wouldn’t let me join? However me and my two left feet were accepted and I remember the fear as I stepped into my first lesson.

Eventually I found my own wings, my own passion, my own identity and began to rise above my fellow dancers in ability and discipline. I trained harder, stretched more, and was given more opportunity. Then one day due to some very unfortunate circumstances, my beloved coach was replaced with another and it all came burning down. At the hands of my new coach I was humiliated, blamed, gaslighted shunned by my fellow teammates who I was once so close with, and told I should never dance again. I wasn’t good enough and I never would be…

After over a week of going home and crying every day, I decided to quit the very thing that once gave me so much joy.

After laying in a pile of my own ashes for too long, I decided to try one last time.

The world works in mysterious ways…

I found hope in a new coach, in a new studio and a new family. This ignited a fire in me, and it grew stronger day by day. With every learning opportunity, every  performance booking, every student who I have the opportunity of working with, every event and new opportunity that I’m graced with, that fire blazes more. It should be enough to be considered a wild fire by now.

Thank you to my lovely Phoenixes who trust and believe in me, and who choose me to coach, mentor and lead them. May we all continue to rise from our own ashes and become more stronger, more confident and more alive with a fiery passion 🧡🔥