You know when you go through those really difficult moments where you’re being pushed past your limits and to the point of exhaustion, but you can’t help but smile? You’ve tasted a Cfunk hell week. For the past week or so, I have been constantly (rehearsing until the weeeee hours of the night/morning) surrounded by people of different backgrounds who bond together for one reason. Their love of dance and faith in Capital Funk.


Maybe I’m just being a sap, but I think that is beautiful. Over the past few months, I’ve gone through periods where I questioned my love for dance. Is it something sustainable or even meant for me to do because it doesn’t pay my bills, but takes up 90% of my time? Dance is one of those pursuits where even when you’re at the top of your career, you may not have fame or fortune. You have to love it to keep it up. My relationship with this craft has been tumultuous to say that least. Is it really worth it?


Yes. Sure, there are moments I feel like my growth is slower than the person next to me (who cares?). There are moments I feel like I’m not where I should be or receiving the right opportunities. But after a 7 hour day in the office, here I am at 9:30PM knowing that I am exactly where I should be. My back is throbbing and I know I’ll be here for at least 3 more hours, but what really hits me is that I would not put myself through this “hell” if I did not love to dance. Dance is a relationship worth fighting for in my life and Capital Funk has made the fight so much easier.


After joining this team, I’ve realized that I am not in this fight alone. There is a room full of people struggling next to me to stay awake, to look their best, and to make Cfunk proud. Cfunk is a team of support. This week I challenge you to think about what it is that you simply cannot give up? What do you have to fight for and who is to your left and right helping you along the way? Cling to them! Thank them. What takes up the majority of your time and is it something that you are proud of? I believe in the importance of finding what makes you tick and who keeps you ticking.


Thank you Capital Funk for reminding me why I love to dance. Thank you for pushing me when I’m complacent and all of the laughs when I want to frown. Thanks y’all!