Indian dance classes on Zoom lifted the heaviness I’d been carrying

During the pandemic, I rediscovered my childhood dance teacher – and stepped into a healing Wednesday night ritual

In February, I learned that musician Kedaar Kumar, son of my long-ago Indian classical dance teacher, Rathna Kumar, had died suddenly of heart failure at 38. My heart sank. I reached out to Rathna Auntie with condolences. I had also wanted to send her a copy of my memoir, This Is One Way to Dance, which would be published in June; dance had played an important role in my life and I included her in my acknowledgments.

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