Manifesto 2018
No to being a Changemaker No to leading as Leader No to stigmatizing the normal No to being a...
An American Dancer in Pakistan, V. 7
In all my blogs thus far, I’ve focused almost exclusively on dance, which is partly because that’s obviously what...
An American Dancer in Pakistan, Volume 6
Beginnings are easy to write. At that point it’s just impressions, first thoughts and ideas, things are different like...
The Finger Wave of Creation
Imagine you could make the world in your hands and all it took was a movement; but so precise...
An American Dancer in Pakistan, Volume 5
Me being here raises eyebrows and turns heads. It’s strange to be here, strange to be onstage, strange to...
An American Dancer in Pakistan, Volume 4
Before I came to Pakistan, I really had no idea what I was going to do. Of the four...
Who Am I in This City?: Leaving Seoul for Lahore, Part 2
“Do you think you actually changed in Korea? Or just sharpened?” During the course of a lovely 2-day wellbeing...
An American Dancer in Pakistan, Volume 3
The studio space for the Wahab Shah Dance Company is not very easy to find. I was called to...
An American Dancer in Pakistan, Volume 2
Stories of an American dancer/choreographer spending 4–5 months in Lahore, Pakistan working to expand the nascent contemporary dance scene....
Who Am I in This City?: Leaving Seoul for Lahore
In South Korea, there are certain paths that everyone follows, or is expected to follow. From dating to business,...
The 88 Year-Old Man
The 88 year-old man doesn’t say much. He considers each sentence carefully, his jaw slowly working. His face is...
Thoughtfully Yours
You do not know the words in my heart but I do, and I am not impressed. I never...
Life Beyond “Happily Ever After”
One of my first memories of performing was being a bon-bon in the Nutcracker, one of the little kids...
Becoming, Dust
Quietly I have become. Softly, I have vanished and inside I am turning to dust. Golden in the sunshine,...