So… I quit my job and ran away with the circus.
Well, that’s not completely true. I trained very hard for 8 months, submitted audition videos and essays to three circus schools, drove up to 8 hours for each audition, was accepted into some of the schools, saved every penny I could for another few months, and THEN I resigned from my 9-5 corporate job to move to Philadelphia, enrolled in a brand-new 3 year full time contemporary circus program.
So here I am, the Sunday afternoon before classes start. My last day of work full time was Thursday, and my life is packed up in my car, waiting to drive down to Philly tonight after a wedding. Tomorrow I have my student orientation, and Tuesday classes start! I'll be crashing into the start of school, but I guess my life is always like that, so why change now?
I'm leaving Ithaca with so many things, the main one being my love of circus. I am so grateful to Amy Cohen at Circus Culture for helping foster my love of circus. I'm also leaving with a few parting gifts; from Amy, "Leave of Grass" by Walt Whitman for creative inspiration and "The Golden Age of Circus" for circus inspiration, from a circus friend Heather, a beautiful watercolor painting of an aerialist (how I fell in love with Circus), and from my job, a delicate wooden box with the following quote:
And I guess that's what I'm doing, moving forward in the direction of my dream.
On my last day of work, my boss made a toast at my going away party. He said "Not many of us have had a full time job, and have walked away from it to pursue our dream. It takes a lot of courage to do that." And while I agree that it does take courage, it also takes a bit of forgetting. Forgetting that you may not have a safety net. Forgetting that you may not succeed the first time, second time, or hundredth time. Maybe not forgetting that you can fall, but just forgetting to fall.
So, here's to this absolutely crazy journey I decided to take on. Here's to chasing dreams and facing obstacles and doubt, and forgetting to fall along the way.
Sincerely, Circus Girl