The Gift Of Dance

It’s nice when the Universe sends you little signs that you are on the right path.

My husband is an avid golfer and often participates in tournaments, for charity and such, that involve prizes.  Well, on Friday he played in one such event and won…guess what….wait for it…..Dance Lessons!

Clearly, they were not meant for him!  He’s been there, done that, and it’s just not his passion.  So he smilingly, happily passed them along to me.

I had to giggle.  Seems like the Universe wants me to dance.

But, wait, I already have an instructor!  I already have my dancing home.

What should I do with this amazing gift of dance?

The answer seems obvious.

Share it!

I’m passing this gift along because it is my wish that someone experience the passion, love, beauty, thrill, and confidence that can come with dancing ballroom.

This package is yours.  All you have to do is claim it.

Valued at $350, the package entitles the bearer to 5 Introductory Dance Sessions at the Arthur Murray Studio in Scottsdale on Redfield Road.


What’s the catch?  Here’s all I ask:

1)  You want the certificates because you really want to try dancing.  I want to give them to someone who will actually use them!  They expire in August, so there’s a little bit of time to get all the lessons in.  You must be new to ballroom dance.

2) If you haven’t already, “Like” the Dancing With Stefanie Facebook page here.

3) Agree to write a guest blog post (including pictures or video or both) for about your experience.

That’s it!

Please send to me at a written note, a video, or any other means of communication that suits you explaining why you want to dance ballroom by Sunday, April 22, 2012 11:59pm MST.

I will read, watch, or listen to all the entries and declare the winner based on the most compelling story by Monday, April 23rd, 2012 11:59pm or sooner.  If I can’t decide, I may share your entry with my blog readers and they can share their opinion.

If you are the only person to take me up on the offer and actually submit something, you’ll win automatically.  Life is about urgency, people!  Take some action toward what you want.  I’m giving away $350 here and it’s yours for the taking!  Opportunities like this don’t come by every day.

So ask yourself, if not now, then when?  If you’ve ever even wanted to dance just a little bit (or know someone else who does) and live in the Phoenix area (or even if you don’t and would like to come and visit and take the classes, that’s cool too!) I encourage you to give it a try or, at a minimum, pass this opportunity along to someone who could benefit from it.

Dancing has absolutely been life-changing for me and I’d love pass the gift along.

Cheers!  Stef

Dancing IS a sport. Just Ask My Husband…

Okay, so Dancing with Stefanie is the Stefanie show…except it’s not. I want to share the stories of lots of people, espcially those who are in some way touched by dance in their lives. I ask for guest blog posts from anyone I find interesting or whose blog I enjoy, even if it isn’t directly dance related. You see, I find dance is a great metaphor for lots of things that happen in life.

Well, a while ago I querried my husband about writing a guest post for my blog. I was interested in his perspective of this whole dancing thing that has engulfed a large part of my life. He obliged. Then I forgot about it…until I checked my email tonight!

So….it may have been a slow week for me in terms of actually dancing, but the blog, and life, moves forward like a river flowing.

Here is what my hubby wrote. It is pretty cool, if you ask me.

I have obliged to provide my commentary and experience about being the husband of a dancer. It has been an interesting and enlightening experience, to say the least. For me, it was easy to dismiss dancing as some weird but controlled gyration that some consider elegant yet hardly a counted as a “sport.” After engaging in and experiencing some beginner level dancing lessons first-hand, I quickly learned how wrong I was. The motions at that beginner level seemed pretty basic but the challenge of remembering everything was very difficult for me. And, when I looked around the [ball]room at the other dancers during their private lessons, their quick movements and long routines started to make ME sweat!

I have a tremendous amount of respect for my Dancing Queen! Stef comes home beaten up worse than some football players with all of the blood, sweat and tears. Yet, she pulls herself together and goes out and does it again, and again, one night after another. It really is amazing. It takes a strong woman with a lot of drive to be a dancer, there is no doubt about it.

The conversations we have after her lessons are a whirlwind! The energy levels are at a high and the lingo surrounding everything she learned or improved on is comparable to talking to a chemical engineer at NASA about what it takes to launch a rocket. Some stuff just blows right by me, but that is ok. I still sit there and do my best to decode everything being tossed at me at warp speed. After all, it is more important to listen than to speak. Right ladies?

So I tried the lessons and I didn’t get “hooked” like so many other people do. It just wasn’t for me. But, I was able to draw an incredible amount of parallels between dancing and my own passion, golf. The amount and quality of lessons it takes to improve, the amount of practice time you have to put in, the physical movements and physics are very similar as well. It is one of the best ways I can relate to her passion and stay engaged even though I may not know the difference between a Jive and a Rumba.

I love being married to a dancer! Stef is a woman with a passion and drive to become great at something beautiful that she can do for her entire life. And I swear I will never call dancing a non-sport ever again.

Wow! There you have it from the horse’s mouth. I’m a Dancing Queen and my husband loves it! I’m feeling pretty good about myself tonight. Thanks Ty. Love you.

He’s a Tough Mudder, just so you know…Here he is in action: