I got vulnerable today twice with people whom I know, some very well and some getting to know better. The first time, I felt uncomfortable after I got vulnerable, like I had said too much. I thought to myself, "I am going to be open with my...
When I notice someone saying they "want" something or "need" something or they "miss" me, I get curious about what they mean. I do this for myself too and especially, right now, I am curious about what that means when I "want" something. it is as...
For the past decade or more I have poo-pooed my gift as a free form dancer. I have always honored my gift as a “freestyler”: someone, in my definition, who can get down street style, like hip-hop and funk styles of dancing or in Latin or W. African...
Ahhh, I got hooked. The relief that comes when I just realize I am hooked on energy is too easy sometimes. That's it? That's all? You mean I don't have to process a bunch of STUFF? I can just realize I am hooked and then it goes, disappears, the...
I have made myself wrong for wanting to practice dance, for wanting to become a better dancer, for wanting to excel technically in dancing. Is this wrong? I don't know. What's tripped me up is my own and others opinions. I KNOW that dancing is NOT...
A year and a half ago, I took my first session with an Alexander Technique practitioner. It was interesting and profound. She showed me how I could move in different ways. She taught me to "use your legs for walking" instead of protruding my...
Tonight, as I was folding up my 2nd ever pair of Rock-n-Republic jeans, putting them away in the closet for another day, I was struck by how worn they are and how they are holding up. I wondered, "Will these ones get holes in them like the other...
On being alone. What one feels, is. If I believe it, I see it. No matter how hard I try, I cannot get away from it. "It" is me. What does me want? More of me. How can I be a cure for my loneliness? How can we be a cure for our loneliness?...
I had a 10 million dollar nap today. I took a million dollar walk the other day. It was a Sunday and the most perfect Fall day here in the North East of America. The sky was deep shades of purple grey. You know, that heavy Fall sky. It was...
Isn't life just energy? I remember when I first started salsa dancing. I used to talk about the "energy" that I'd feel with these different dancers. My dear friends used to laugh at me and joked around with me for YEARS about my usage of the word...
