…when those big looming things finally leap out at us from the seemingly distant shadows ahead, somehow it never feels like we did enough. Maybe the key is not just to prepare the tools and resources that we will need for whatever events or projects lay on the horizon, but to simultaneously cultivate a sense of openness- a willingness to accept surprise and be ready to improvise with whatever is thrown our way.Read More
It is no secret that I am a hardcore morning person and that my small daily rituals are pretty much sacred. Being a dancer, I always feel that it is equally important to prepare both my mind and body for the day ahead. However, travel is one of those wonderful but precarious things that has the power to knock everything off center, especially if you happen to be traveling in a place like Vietnam where the culture is completely new and unknownRead More
I will fully admit that not only do I judge books by their covers, but I often judge a book by its title as well. Something with an intriguing, poetic or punchy title will always get my attention, but whether or not it can hold it is the real test. Everything about Madness, Rack, and Honey, by the poet Mary Ruefle, drew me in immediately. The title that conjures up vivid images and textures, the bold font, the way madness runs off of the front cover. And the interior? It was not a let down in the slightest.Read More
We all have patterns in our lives that we would prefer to reorder- habits we strive to break. Sometimes, however, these patterns seem inevitable and out of our own control. One that I have dealt with practically since the first time I ever traveled away from home (summer camp circa 2010), is the oh-so-melancholy coming-home crash. If this is something you have ever experienced, you will know exactly to what I am referring.Read More
I have always been one of those people who automatically runs by the motto save the best for last. As a child I would meticulously figure out which bite of dinner was the most delicious and eat my way around it so that the last flavor in my mouth could linger and be savored even once the meal was through. I remember calculating in a split second the best ratio of frosting to cake or cheese-to-sauce-to-crust and making sure the last morsel on my plate fit that equation. Best for last perhaps has its satisfactory benefits, but at the same time it can be a bit exhausting to get so precious about the little things.Read More
“Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence.
Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance.
Autumn passes and one remembers one's reverence.
Winter passes and one remembers one's perseverance.”
-Yoko Ono, Season of Glass
As a modern dancer, one of the first things you learn is not just to focus on what happens inside of your own body, but also on experiencing the space around you.Read More
I took a dance class while I was in Stockholm the other week and in the middle of executing a leg-heavy improvisation exercise, the guest artist stopped the music and told us something that I have been thinking about ever since. She prefaced with how she understands that sometimes when we are doing an improvisational task like this in dance, it can be difficult to stay balanced and maybe once in a while we fall, a foot slips or we make some sort of mistake.Read More