THE WAY THINGS FLOW

I’ve been thinking a lot about flow lately, not just in art, but in life. I used to think of flow as something that only existed in movement, like when you’re dancing and everything clicks and you’re not forcing anything. But I’m starting to realize it shows up in timing, in opportunities, in the way things fall apart and come together again.

This past year really shifted my understanding of that.

Over the summer, I was hired by MOMIX and thought I was about to go on tour. Then I got passed up when another company member got her visa back. I was honestly devastated. I didn’t know what was next, and it felt like something I had worked toward just disappeared.

But then things started to move in a different direction.

I got the opportunity to create Arts After Hours, which became a space for choreographers to show their work and actually be seen. Around the same time, Arts On Site reached out and gave me the opportunity to create Overflow, which turned into my first evening-length show. About a year before that, I had applied to The Tank and never heard back. Then after Overflow premiered, I got an email inviting me to do a longer run there.

Looking back, the timing makes sense in a way I couldn’t have planned. If I had gone on tour with MOMIX, I wouldn’t have had the time or space to create. If I had gotten The Tank earlier, Overflow wouldn’t have been ready. Getting Arts On Site first gave me the chance to build something real before expanding it.

Even Arts After Hours is evolving. The second show made more money, reached more people, and created real opportunities for artists to share their work. It’s growing into something bigger than I expected.

I still don’t fully know where all of this is going, but I can feel everything starting to connect. My choreography, my art, my clothing, my events, it’s all bleeding into one world.

That’s what flow is starting to mean to me. Not forcing, not over-controlling, not judging when something doesn’t go the way you thought it would. Just allowing things to move, to shift, to fall into place in their own time.

When a door closes, something else opens. Not always in the way you expect, but in the way you need.

And I’m starting to trust that.