It’s been the longest stretch of not blogging in a few years and I was starting to get that stick to beat myself with and then I thought well, maybe I’ll just put myself on my sofa with coffee and a blanket and my writing stuff and see what happens.
Read MoreEvery now and then, well pretty frequently actually, things don’t work out the way I planned them to or perhaps wanted them to. People, situations, and logistics don’t come together as they would if I were the writer/director/producer of my existence.
Read MoreSo I was whining to my friend Verdura about my tummy troubles and she told me that I should imagine green light surrounding and soothing it.
Read MoreSo every week my group of six and seven-year-old recess writers begin their session by composing a group list poem based on a prompt I give them.
Read MoreMy friend Jinx is launching her fifth or sixth successful business and after a long day of meetings she came over, flopped down in one of the stained white club chairs, and wondered aloud, “Is it a power shoe if there’s no heel?”
Read MoreA lot of the time I have this feeling like, “Where the eff did my day go?” Like all of a sudden it’s time to pick up Ax, or even time to go to bed, and I know I was busy all day doing stuff that seemed like it needed to get done but I kinda don’t know what I was doing or why it took up so much space.
Read MoreI was explaining to my friend and advisor Glinda the other day about everything and how debatable and not exactly tortured but not exactly at peace I was about this and that like what am I doing with my life and is it enough and all the ways it could be different, more, better and what about Ax, and then there’s Mike, and also these other things and people and situations, and after a while of listening to me and my plans, dreams, and doubts, she was like, “Stop it!”
Read MoreIt’s all of it. Chicken suits, stilettos, burritos, Vegas-style showgirl headdresses, native-American style headdresses, crisp white jeans, pinstriped suits, pumps, flats, sneaks, combat boots, flip flops, wedges, hair extensions, fake nails, fake boobs, fake cheeks, closed hearts, hurt souls, sore soles, hot pants, tube tops, and starting now private jet maintenance is tax-deductible. Phew.
Read MoreSo there is nothing like a pair of sexy shoes to elevate my mood. Thing is, with my well-documented foot issues, the traditional elements of the sexy shoe have been unwearable to me. And yet. With the help of my professionally fabulous friend Olga I found a pair that I can wear.
Read MoreSo my friend Shania was like, “If you want a burrito just have a burrito.”
And I was like, “I dunno.”
But I actually did know. I just didn’t want to know what I know about me and burritos.
Read MoreSo, truth is, I really think it would be cool to be one of those modern homestead glamour hippy types, but actually doing all that stuff is a lot of work. Like a lot.
Read MoreFor Ax’s spring break I went to Esalen in Big Sur, which I recommend. I quickly met up with a handful of fabulous babes also traveling on their own. In the cliffside retreat setting, with tasty communal meals provided from the organic garden, we women had nothing but time to share our life stories with each other.
Read MoreSo my friend Lila Lavender Rosequartz and I were at the juice bar the other day and they had this deck of animal spirit cards there we could use. I pulled the Panther card which said I should, “annihilate the unnecessary.”
Read MoreIn the eye of the storm all is calm. When life is in session sometimes it can feel like a storm — logistics, planning, hurrying from one thing to the next. For me it’s so important to pause in the midst of all that and return to that peaceful, grateful place.
Read MoreIt’s March and that means it’s time to register for summer camps before they fill up. Ax has announced he does not want to go to summer camp. No summer camps at all.
Read MoreI could not be luckier than I am right now. I’m in my comfy chair, with my comfy blanket, and my cat Cleo kneading my lap in preparation for an epic morning sit. She is the best mindfulness coach ever.
Read MoreThere continues to be a knowing-doing gap with me. Like I know, and I write about, and I talk about, how important it is for me to eat right for me - right stuff, right time, right amount, right frequency. That when that’s off then my mood and my well-being are off, and mayhem — real or mental — is more likely to ensue. Same with sleep, exercise, socializing.
Read MoreToday I’m going to let go of everything I’m efforting to hold and see what happens. I’m letting go of trying to be good. Letting go of trying, in general.
Read MoreI’m waiting for this morning’s celery juice to take effect. My friend Jewel brought me her slightly used juicer last night when she heard I’d been semi-converted to juicing rather than smoothie-ing and did not actually own a juicer myself.
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