But here’s the truth: movement was never meant to be quiet. The dance floor, whether it’s wood, tile, or concrete, is your reclamation zone. When you show up and move with intention, you’re telling the world, “I’m still here. I’m still vibrant. I’m still me.” This isn't just moving and dancing to get fit, this is therapy... dance therapy!

May might have a polite name—Mental Health Awareness Month—but the feelings it lifts into the light are anything but polite. They’re raw, real, sometimes rowdy. And that’s good news, healing only happens when we actually meet what’s hurting.