New York City, New York

 

Courtney is an incredible dancer. She is seriously amazing. We felt lucky to watch her practice. But our time with her felt short and finding something to write is difficult. Looking back I wish we had more time to spend with her, but it was New Year’s Eve. We were headed out before the rush came in and she was headed into the crowd to party. When I asked Elle for any ideas about what to write she said, “Well, I teared up when I watched her dance, didn’t you?”

I can’t say that I teared up, but I was definitely in awe. When I think of Courtney I think of her dancing. It’s hard put it into words. In a way, the physical movement is very much an emotional movement. Every spin and swirl of the body is the soul seeking a way to show itself completely. The dancer herself seems to fade behind the movement until all you see in that moment is the dancer’s soul itself.

Now, I personally love dancing, but I’ve always been afraid of the dance floor. At home, with close friends, sure—I’ll do a jig until I fall down. But in public? No way. Courtney doesn’t just dance, her entire life is about it. Her joy for dance far outweighs the painstaking practice it takes to be on broadway. She moves with every ounce of energy she can generate. She throws her whole mind and body into her movement. When she dances there is nothing else she should be doing. In life, there is nothing else she should be.

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