alive with making

I recently read an article by Jan Erkert titled "the choreographic lens" and was struck by this sentence, "Our studios are clearly alive with making." As a dance-maker I am constantly moved to dance-make by all that goes on around me, but have always considered the actual "making" of my dance as something that comes from within. There is a pressure to conjure up the "making" like some sort of awesome magic trick. What if the "making" was instead this other-worldly energy not inside or outside of us, but in a new dimension all together. Each time we try to access it, we can never quite remember how to get there. We turn right instead of left, we go round and round in circles, until finally things begin to feel familiar, but we are never really sure. There will always be uncertainty and questioning when seeking the "making."