⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆ This house don't feel like home

Hi hi hello!

so much has happened and I don't even know where to start. So I start from here. I have been in Prague at an frameup convention and in Riga for a high heels convention. Soon I will take off to Barcelona to take one of Yanis Marshalls intensives again. And I started teaching again.

I have taken quite literally every opportunity I have found in Tallinn to develop myself and today at Heels class I unlocked something inside of me. Something that I have consumed hours and hours studying in dance masterclasses but somehow struggled to put it into work.

I got my spark back.

Dance used to be- especially on a stage- used to feel like home to me. Not like any home. The home where you can lock the door and be just you- alone- without pressure. Let down your guards. Past few years I feel like I have been letting people inside of my house. The security was lacking if you wish.

Today- however- thanks for our amazing teacher- she pushed my self limiting beliefs and pushed me onto the stage as solo. And for that I am eternally grateful. I unlocked the door to my safe space again. To the home- where only I and dance exist.

I can't remember the last time I felt this good when dancing. And that feeling I will hold on to tightly.

I will tell you about Riga and Prague and my Classes someday more, but it is not today.

toodaloo, Tara Who