It’s important to me that the words I put out there (here) aren’t just a rant of messy disconnected thoughts and entitled millennial opinions about dance and life that somehow end up forming into a self-fulfilling prophecy called a blog. Where it ends up being less about the intention and more about the notice me, notice me, notice me narcissistic way that the new world thinks we should be in order to be seen.Read More
Rejection can become attraction, beware of that…
“We regret to inform you…” what every artist wants to hear after submitting their work. In the moment no one reads that line as just defeating/better luck next year, we read it as aka not good enough.Read More
After a much needed holiday to Ireland, one of which I was completely unprepared for, and can only be described as the indescribably unexpected. Take that how you will, I’m still processing. It was all the things, a bond that went from student teacher to close friends, to watching the sun come up with a sassy Irishman, to staying up for 30 hrs. from travel delays, and finding closure in an old place.Read More
There is nothing worse than a selfish dancer.
This is what I know, this is what I’ve taught, this is what I still believe...but for the last seven months I’ve come to realize the true nature of this beasty thing we call “selfishness.” That’s right I’m admitting it…Read More
I am my own mountain. I am so much my own mountain that I don’t even know where I begin and it ends. Meaning I am the only thing standing in the way of seeking out what I want for my life, but aren’t we all?Read More