And Then Even Better: Doing It Together

As much as I loved the personal side of aerial—the strength, the nerve, the quiet negotiation with gravity—nothing compares to being up there as part of a group.

There’s a photo I love from one of our shows: a whole row of us hanging from silks in every color, all mid-drop at once—purple, green, blue, gold, red—like a rainbow that decided to defy gravity together. Some of us are folded in half, some stretched into a full split in midair, all of us upside down at the exact same moment. From the ground, it probably looks choreographed to the second. From up in the silk, it feels more like trust made visible—dozens of hours of separate practice suddenly synced into one breath.

That’s the part solo aerial work can’t give you. When you’re flying next to people you’ve spent months doing makeup with, laughing with, spotting for—the fear turns into something closer to joy. You’re not just performing anymore; you’re performing with people who know exactly what that drop costs you, because it costs them the same thing. A group act turns an individual act of courage into a shared one. And somehow, being scared together is a whole lot more fun than being scared alone.