
Why dancing is like living…
I often think about dancing with God when I dance in my aero class. In many ways, dancing is like living. New dance moves especially complicated ones need much practice aside from the learning curve
Living the Blessed Life
Living the Blessed Life

I often think about dancing with God when I dance in my aero class. In many ways, dancing is like living. New dance moves especially complicated ones need much practice aside from the learning curve

For many years, I sang in the choir… children’s choir, junior choir, senior choir. I sang 2nd soprano. It is the middle voice – neither too high nor too low. But it is easy to

What do I do when the dance instructor suddenly stops but the music does not? Keep dancing! But what to do if I do not know his routine? What’s next? Copy from my classmates. It’s

The COVID lockdown messed me up my mental and emotional health in the first couple of months. I struggled with anxiety and paranoia. In the initial days, I often thought perhaps I am beginning to

One morning as I was dancing, many thoughts came to mind about living and dancing: 1. As I kept my eyes on our instructor, I was able to follow each of his move and step

I learned to drive when I already had 2 school children. I went to French classes when I was pregnant with Michelle, my youngest. I took a couple of swimming lessons just before I learned

Of all the legacies that my church and school gave me, knowing Jesus as my Lord and Saviour is top of the list. Music is in the top 10. I love to sing. I thank

I often think about dancing with God when I dance in my aero class. In many ways, dancing is like living. New dance moves especially complicated ones need much practice aside from the learning curve