unknown

here we are.

you. me. these typed out words.

how do you know this isn’t ai generated??

i guess you’d have to trust me.

i woke up this morning extremely sore. i took two classes last night. four hours of dance feels different now than it did when i started dancing at 18.

i look back at that time and applaud my energy but shrink back at my naivety. i remember the wordpress i started in college and being honest about a situation on my dance crew. oooooh the whole nc dance community looked at me sideways after that.

at first, i thought i messed up. how could i make such a simple mistake? i should’ve kept that private.

negative, captain.

the people it’s about are sure to hate when you reveal the truth if it could paint them negatively. without a shadow of a doubt. so to assume my own fault would’ve been to retract my own opinion for their benefit, not mine or anyone else’s.

and so i was at an impasse. i needed the dance crew. dance was how i expressed myself, coped with hard situations, stayed light during dark times.

i folded. i admitted fault. i deleted the blog post.

but we never talked about the content.

why did i write the post in the first place?

why did it rub them the wrong way?

why did i have to delete it?

what’s the real problem?

ultimatums are hard. impasses are harder.

ultimatums are still communication.

impasses provide no communication.

but an impasse is just that unless you look for another way.

the actual way you were meant to go in the first place.

when you reach an impasse, just know, that was never the way you were supposed to go at all. merely a stop on your journey.

what seemed like a closed road was really a rest stop before you got back on the highway.

shift your thinking, friend.

listen as well as you can. trust that God has gone before you and paved the way. you got this!

it turned out, i didn’t really need the dance crew to go where i was going. i realized it was only a part of my larger story. it was what i did during my time there. weekend road trips to train with the biggest names in the dance world, taking technique classes with extra credit hours at school, becoming a leader. i don’t care that i had to delete the post. i needed to delete it to continue on my path. what i needed was to move forward.

and i did just that.

the right way will find you.

perlizbeth