It has been over a year since my last post. It was right before the pandemic, protests for social/racial/political justice, and a stressful election year. Things are feeling like they are letting up but this year has taught all of us there is no way to be sure of what or who to trust. Maybe we are all just getting used to it. We are leaning into the ones with like-minds, and hoping we are making constructive choices toward progress. Choices rooted in change, love, and care for our communities and world.
I have been lucky during this year. Although dance has been replaced by zoom classes and I have not been teaching, I was only briefly furloughed from a side hustle that is supporting me in my living expenses. I have not lost anyone close to me from COVID-19, I moved to a safe space, am out of debt, left an abusive relationship, went to therapy, and have cultivated space for collaborations with artists I care about.
I feel as if I am coming out of being underwater. But I am still wet.
In a few days, it will be my 30th birthday. I will be dedicating myself to a 10 day Vipassana meditation course in North Fork, CA. This is the perfect birthday present. I anticipate gaining clarity of life and my path within movement arts.