REVIVAL

Technology has a winning and horrifying ability to remember all the stuff we might otherwise choose to forget. In refreshing this website, I thought I would have to start with a clean slate - scrap even the bones of the place, and enter into a new construction project - I assumed there would be too much history and too much cringe to maintain my dignity AND update my URL.

And while I HAVE NOTES (always...I mean, I'm not INSANE) to my great surprise: this update has been a simple remodel. And sure, maybe I shouldn’t leave the old blog posts up but you know what? There’s too much truth here for me to pull them all down. Perhaps, eventually, I’ll hide some of it but delete? Nah…it feels too much like an attempt to convince you that the critical part of my brain is what deserves recognition.

The mess, the messiness and the optimism, the desire to connect, to throw ideas out into the world and see what sticks, to laugh and to share about my Debbie Allen inspiration? My Viola Davis arm goals? Dance studios that I love? I can’t throw that away. I cannot, in good faith, throw away the dorkiest parts of myself because I now know - after the last five (insane!) years - they are the parts that keep me whole and here.

Dance parties, resistance training, self-massage, heavy lifting - every fucking old post on this thing! - these are the tools that helped me stay strong and grounded through my move back to LA, the pandemic, and losing both my parents (like I said, last five years: lil’ intense). These are the practices I’m still ranting about to clients and students alike. And so the blog with all its old posts gets to stay - typos, weird pics, and all.

The dynamic pieces of my life are many and varied, however my passion for movement and the body are my North Star; the fixed stuff that everything else continues to revolve and to evolve around. The way I value your body, my body, our collective potential and spirit, these are the constant themes of my life. I cannot think of a time in my life when they did not support me and guide me, gently, back to solid ground.

May I be so lucky to move and to connect with people and their glorious bodies for as long as I am allowed to be in my own body. Our collective physical education is ongoing, friends, and I’m here for it. Movement and connection forever and ever, amen!

And now? Let’s keep going.

P.