05/02/2026
I’ve been writing a lot this week because I’ve been thinking a lot, and it’s been helpful to me to identify, clarify, and even sharpen my own analysis. That’s what writing is. And I’ve really appreciated how you all have responded.
As the week ends, I find myself reflecting on the context in which I do my work, and how sometimes I feel a bit delusional in thinking that living my values through my work can make a dent in *all of this*.
I think a lot about the older Black people in my life who’ve entered their sunset years witnessing the systematic dismantling of the achingly incremental progress their generations fought so hard to win. And I think a lot about the values old Black people have instilled in me: Dependability. Resiliency. And, maybe most importantly: Urgency.
I’m lucky in that, in my work, I get to serve people. For the professional dancers I work with, I get to offer them a modicum of care (I hope) to help make their jobs, if not easier, maybe a little more sustainable. And for the pre-professionals I work with, I get to teach them and coach them. What I hope they see in me, or, maybe, what I aspire to be for them every single day, is the representation of leading with tenderness and rigor simultaneously.
I’m going to teach you the right way to do things, but I’m going to recognize your agency and humanity and multidimensionality in the process. I think that’s at least as important as proper squat mechanics. I don’t actually know how much that matters given all that we’re collectively facing. But I hope it matters at least a little bit.
Anyway.
I wore my glasses today, and people were very sweet in giving me compliments. But usually when I wear my glasses it means I haven’t slept. People can really be healing when they see you sometimes, you know? I went from “I’ve got to make it through this day” to “oh, wow, thank you,” in a matter of minutes. I hope maybe someone did that for you today too.