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March 2015

Long, deep breath.  Sunshine and I are working on building a new business.  We hope to open Azure Aerial Arts in about another month, thus opening Johnson City's first dedicated aerial studio, offering aerial yoga, silks, trapeze and lyra.  We'll also have a modern dance class, well, just 'cause.

My hope and dream is to DO what needs to be DONE.  I've had endless people ask about having community aerial classes, and ETSU is not set up for that.  So a public studio is called for.  I also really hope that this proves to be a career move for Sunshine.  I would love to see her take over the studio and just allow me to play there until I drop off the edge of the univers into some greater adventure.

Sunshine was my first aerial partner, and there is a special bond that forms with someone who has held your life in their hands.  You trust, you talk a lot, puzzle things out together, discover, and all you end up wanting is more time with that person.  

We were talking yesterday about dreams.   Dreams deferred, dreams lived, dreams yet to come.  I think we all hold regrets.  Going through a lot of changes turning 50 has lead me to re-assess in a very new way.  I don't have regrets, not big ones.  Of course I regret fussing with my beloved partner Mark, or saying the wrong things sometimes, but I don't regret the course of my life.  I've followed my nose.  I've made silly choices for all the wrong reasons, but I've ended up meeting great people, having astounding experiences, realizing none of us is perfect, loving deeply, and most of all, DANCING.

I realized the other day that the only thing I really WANT to do is rinse and repeat: get up today, teach company class, work on the improvisations we're building, get up on the silks and explore the ideas itching in the back of my head, and feel the soft delight of....of friendships we share in the company, the stretch and opposition of muscles sliding through dance, of my forearms burning on the silks, of the impact of blue sky as we all step out of the studio and drive off into our separate lives, of walking along the drive and looking for the sweet sharp faces of crocus blooming.

All life needs is us noticing.  And it is all so glorious.

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