To every co-worker and manager who understands the last minute shift changes and coverage. To every volunteer for a festival or show. To every bank manager and accountant who talks to me like I'm a human and doesn't just tell me to get a real job. To every Friend who has shown up to be … Continue reading Gratitude: You make it possible.
I hope this feeling lasts. I have a warm feeling in my chest and its growing. Since the closing of IMissYou, I’ve received a wonderful inpouring of posts, texts, messages and emails that go beyond the regular “you did a thing! Congrats!". They speak of truth and honesty and conversations with loved ones, either sparked … Continue reading IMissYou – I Hope This Feeling Lasts
Showmare (s. noun) A nightmare directly related to an upcoming show or performance in which one imagines every possible thing going wrong. I talk about my anxiety. A lot. I write about my anxiety in blogs. A lot. I make jokes about it and speak of it objectively. Everyone knows I'm anxious. I'm super open about … Continue reading IMissYou – Showmares Are Real And So Is My Anxiety
Real talk: Collaborators are everything. Also- It's super trippy to be working on a piece about loneliness, when I'm probably the least lonely I've ever been. A little history on the project in case you don't know: IMissYou started as a short film, which I recorded and edited primarily by myself. At this point, I … Continue reading IMissYou – Collaborators Are Everything
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As I sit here, currently on a train, I can’t help but reflect on a question that one of my friends asked me a few weeks ago- “What’s it like inside your brain?”. I was taken aback when asked. I suppose this is what the focus of my year has been. The short answer to … Continue reading The Inside Of My Brain: How to get out of my own way to find calm
It’s Friday. The lifting team is amped up for “Max Night”. The energy is high. Everyone is setting Personal Records and lifting more than they ever have before. I raise my hand to signal to my coach I’m ready. “QUIET FOR PATRICIA” He yells and the room goes quiet. Like PIN DROP quiet. Every time … Continue reading How Weightlifting Is Making Me A Better Dance Soloist