It’s always strange when people ask me “are you a dancer?” I dance EVERY dance. I love to dance. I love trying out a variety of dance styles. It’s amazing to see what the body is capable of doing with music. Yet, I find myself stuck when I get asked the question. Is a dancer characterized by someone who is a professional—they actually get paid to dance? That seems so narrow. Is a dancer someone who performs? They’re not just in their living room busting a move (although that’s loads of fun as well) but there is a public element to their art. Sometimes I think a dancer is someone who is willing to take a risk for the art—take a fall, get injured, go broke . . . Maybe you’re a dancer if you believe you’re a dancer. If instead of laughing awkwardly I just said with confidence, “YES. Yes, I’m a dancer.” Maybe that’s what makes me a dancer.