Everything began in my childhood, when I was 8 years old in the second grade in a primary school. Back then, I was absolutely ordinary child who was visiting school, playing out with friends and everything what children in 8 years do.
But one afternoon my mother was picking me up from school everything changed. I remember that day quite clearly. I and my mother were standing in front of school and I had a name-day, which is celebrated in Slovakia. She tried to surprise me and she told me, that she has a special gift for me. Of course, I was curious and full of expectations what a gift she gives me.
'I signed you for dance lessons' she told.
I was surprised, because I didn't expect a gift like that. I was quite shy in my childhood so I was scared to be surrounded by lots of children and I told her, that there is no way I will go. But it didn't last long and I changed my mind. I do not know why, maybe because of my mother, maybe because of some voice within which wanted to show me the right way of my life. I don't think it was just a coincidence. I do not believe in coincidences. It happened because of something, It was supposed to happen, I am sure about this.
So fear suddenly turned into excitement.
I couldn't wait for the first dance lesson. I started dancing at home in every room in every time when it was possible. When I was in my grandmother's house, she's had a special mirror in her bedroom. That mirror was triple so I could see myself of every side. I stood up in front of the mirror, turned on some music or even started singing and just dancing. I could do that for a very long time ... Actually, I could be doing that always and regularly and it still didn't stop me having fun and feeling happiness. It was the first step of my dance journey, when dance was slowly but certainly becoming a part of me, part of my every-day being although that time I didn't realize what a beauty, strength, energy, relief and even pugnacity and hardness dance will bring me on my journey....