Music starts to play. As it fills the room we all know that something amazing is about to happen. Each of us starts walking to the spot that, in some way, is just hers, as if we’ve decided as a group the location at which each of us would place class after class; mine is close to the window.
When I’m there I can not only see the teacher explain the choreography to us, but also I can get inspired from the beautiful view the window offers from the evening sunlight delicately hitting the trees that surround the building.
As we start warming up, music starts to make its way inside us. With every movement, stretch and position we make, it feels as if the melody was getting closer and closer to completely fulfill us, until finally, when we start dancing, our souls are so full of happiness that it’s amazing we are able to contain it.