When I began imagining the video for Awakening Dance, I knew I had to return to my hometown — Cartagena de Indias. It is the place where I first understood what dance truly means. My culture, my ancestry, gave…
A drum hits—maybe it’s in a plaza, maybe it’s in a backyard, maybe it’s coming from a speaker that’s too loud and imperfect—and before my mind can decide anything, my body has already…
One evening, in one of the hardest seasons of my life, I walked down to the ocean to pray. I was exhausted, full of questions and pain, and I asked for a sign — something to remind me there was…