For years, I thought I was “just a dancer.”
But even that identity had already changed so many times.
It started with ballet. For years, that was the thing, who I was, what I trained for.
Then surgery forced me to adapt, to learn completely different styles. And eventually came aerial acrobatics.
Again, my brain went: But I’m not an acrobat.
Other people had trained since they were children. I was starting late. Surely they’d be better. Surely they’d judge me.
I learned anyway.
Eventually, I was performing aerial professionally on stages like this one.
Maybe that should have been my first clue: I was never “just” anything. I was really good at learning and adapting.
But the bigger limiting belief showed up when I looked outside of performing.
I had no traditional education in any of those fields, and I felt insecure the moment I stepped outside the industry. Performing was proof I was good at something. Outside of it, I genuinely questioned if I was qualified to do anything else.
Then people started taking chances on me, and reflecting things back I hadn’t learned to see in myself, how fast I learned, my creativity, my perspective. And something I’d never considered a strength: my energy. My curiosity, drive, this stubborn will to figure things out.
Slowly, I stopped measuring my potential by what I’d studied or done before.
Once I dropped that box, curiosity took me through:
Ballet → commercial dance → aerial acrobatics → environmental activism → sustainability consulting → digital art & NFTs → investing → crypto marketing → content creation → design → forex trading → real estate.
Some became careers. Some, skills. Some, passions. Some stayed hobbies. Some I’m still exploring.
None of them required me to stop being everything I was before.