There is a divine time for everything. There is a divine space for everything. And we have to let the larger forces bring the right time and right space to us, setting down the range of emotions while we wait.
After 30 years as a dance student, I’m now finally going to be a dance teacher. In order to do so, I had to be willing to leave some to find others. Even in that, there are lessons from a teacher to one entering teaching.
There is also exhilaration. I will finally get to share all this knowledge that has and continues to make its way to me. I am grateful for those students who come before me. I promise to honor the sanctity of you entrusting your search for Art to me.
To prepare, I am listening, and watching, and reading and practicing. I’m remembering all the creative forces who’ve I’ve been lucky enough to share a stage with or ponder Art with over a glass of wine late at night somewhere deep in the night in Los Angeles and London. All of you. I will be calling you. All the ideas I’ve stored up while having babies are rising to the top and I will be forced to unleash them on you. Let’s plan to meet once again in dark studios and cold garages.
Though I did not ask for it, dance has always been my bliss. With humility, I am finally accepting the gift. Thank you. Just thank you.