burn it, bitch.

"Success is not the result of spontaneous combustion, you must first set yourself on fire"
-Fred Shero

I remember the first time Sam and I hung out. She called me out of the blue and asked me to come over to help her arrange her outfits in preparation for Burning Man, I happily obliged. We ended up by the pool until 5am practicing the basket weave with our poi, it was my first real introduction into skill toys. I didn't take to poi immediately, but that night definitely inspired me to become serious about hooping. Months later we happened upon a drum jam at Across the Street Bar, a place where fire performance is welcome and skills and knowledge of skill toys is shared and appreciated. We both bloomed at our different gifts as the weeks went on.

So, it's wonderful to me that we were both invited to be a part of an incredible fire performance group, Luminosity.

Here is my problem, today was only the fourth time I've lit a hoop on fire, and I'm supposed to perform for the first time with the group next week, in front of 2,500 people. Holy shit. I realized it doesn't matter how many times you've done a trick with a regular hoop, when it's on fire, it's a whole other world. It's hot, and it will burn you. I couldn't do half the things I was used to.

I finally have access to a fire hoop (thank you Krafty!), so I guess all I can do is light up as many times as I can, practice a bunch, and pray for my hair follicles. I have faith.

Shay also let us play with her fire fans today, and Krafty taught us some of the basics of the staff. I cannot wait to pick them up again.

Fire is one of my favorite things about being in Houston so far, hands down.