The Intern Diaries Day 1~

When I was young I thought of my adult self as a pretty confident driver. Moving through the pathways and turns of life with the ease of experience and knowing exactly where I was going. Sitting in a conference room wearing an uncomfortable pair of shoes and dress I listened to my boss explain to me what was expected of me for this summer and I realized I was wrong. Growing up was not a smooth cruise...

It's a free fall

I think my clammy skin and the pit in my stomach are enough to attest to this. What's key to remember is to release your parachute, catch some good wind, and find a partner to ride it out with.

Now this may sound a bit dramatic, and I don't want to leave the impression that I haven't had a lot of good breaks in the process of reaching ground.

First off this internship that has got me in a twist was seriously a God send. I not only get to work in a dance studio-but with an academy that is linked to a internationally known and prestigious dance company with a history of social and racial integration.

It's not exactly a journalism internship (which is my major), but is loaded heavy with projects in marketing and promotions. Now to the average Joe, strategic communications and journalism may seem very similar, maybe even interchangeable. I mean they even take a few of the same classes.....

but let me inform you that the college of communications can be a house divided. Because PR, marketing, and other communication degrees focus on the positive aspects of the story, many journalism majors feel like the job is for sell outs. Although, after looking over some of the articles and reviews that have been written about Dallas Black Dance Theatre, they can't seem to find flaw with the establishment either.

What has lured me over to the marketing side of things (just for a visit maybe not permanently) is working with something worth sharing. More than I love to dance myself, I also love to watch, teach, and share my enthusiasm about the wonderful art.

No it may not seem as compelling of a cause as freeing starving children from their daily oppression (not to take that lightly), but dance has truly captured my heart and I believe it has the power to transform lives and bring people together.

So even though this marketing thing seems like a mysterious fog right now, I pray my passion for dancing will help me to not loose faith in myself and the plans God has for my future.

Yes, I'm falling, but thankfully I very reliable parachute and guide for my adult self who still wants to cling to my childhood airplane.