Nurse Dynamite

I haven't posted much lately, but I want to the work I've put into training over the last 3 years, and my willingness to try this hard thing and actually do it.

Granted, a few days after feeling hella strong for this, one of my dogs ran into me and I'm now on the tail end (hopefully) of healing an MCL tear, but I'll get here again.

Flo has been a fabulous and Very very patient coach, teacher, and friend, along with many other teachers at Echo Theater Company.

More to come.

Over the last few days I've been feeling which is unusual for me. Girly, Femme, tomboy, woman, sure. There are all labels I've internalized over time.

The last time I had long hair was maaaaybe in 2006? I was a at the time and finishing up with my first degree. I may have looked Femme in my pics and on stage but I didn't connect with the label.

I last night for the first time in a while (other than stuff) for the monthly fundraiser and chose a song, which is not normally a genre on my performance song list. Even though I brought in my usual array of silly props (4 di**os, a feather, a foam sword, a feather, and a ) the act didn't feel overall silly. It felt and and grounded.

I haven't wanted to integrate the sexy and sensual into my performing in some time. It's like I've run the other way from public viewing of that side of me. Me being naked in public or even throwing di**os around has had nothing to do with sensuality in my artistic intention, in spite of the common beliefs around such things.

Curious to see what happens next, and not putting any expectations on myself to lean in one way or the other, but it felt really nice to ooze into that energy last night.

The audience, and my love
Seemed to enjoy it as well. :)