big leap.




what if facing the thing that you are most afraid of is the very thing that will make you feel alive again?

what if its really not as scary as you think it is?

what if this is going to be one of those things you will say in a few months,

"thank god i did that...and why didnt i do this sooner?"





this summer, my life opened up to me in a new way.


i knew it when i climbed in the bitter italian wind, climbing in snow and sleet behind nine strangers whose pace was a bit too fast for me, and i found the rhythm of my own step.

i knew it when i sweat way too much in christa's dance class every day and kept moving anyway, letting go of inhibitions and finding something inside that made me stand up straight and imagine headlight hips.

i knew it when we performed the sasa together, when i had so much fun i couldn't stop smiling, feeling the group's energy and the rhythm of togetherness holding so much life i thought i may burst at the final SHOOP.

at the end of it all, after roaming around northern cali and san fransisco with new friends, i found my tears falling in front of the sting ray tank at the monterrey aquarium. have you ever found yourself seeing the world anew and understanding that this beauty has always been? it was the texture and pattern on their back. their fluid movements and something playful about their white bellies dancing across the glass. it was the little voice next to me that, referring to the still one with yellow stripes, asked his mom, "is that one broken?"

and so the what if in the positive sense. the what if that means, why not?

why not persue this opening with everything i have? and leap like a child.