authenticity | awakening | deeksha | oneness | processing
>the processing princess
>Today I cried. And cried. And cried. And I am not, never have been, a crier. I’ve almost…
>material of the misfortunate
>I usually choose not to get bloggity blog specific with too intimate details here, but two events happened…
>love letter to my better half
>Last night was one of those perfect New York City nights. A rogue 80 degree April day folded…
bile | energy | pain | processing | vomit
>Don’t mind me… I’m just processing.
>I laughed. I cried. It was better than CATS. The workshop was grand, thanks. Self-costumed in a “Spiritual…
>the deeksha side of things
>Almost six years ago, I walked into the Quad Cinema on 13th street, and exited: changed. My life…
green juice | inspiration | odanadi | rockstar | vodka | zen
>rockin’ and rollin’
>This past week I was a wee bit of a rockstar. Eons ago, in college, I was known…
>One God, side of lofty rhetoric, to go please
>While inundating my neighbors with hours upon hours of Krishna Das and India Arie, in between bouts of…
ascecticism | fashion | god | Stuart Weitzman
>Yahweh’s seamstress
>In 1985 I insisted my mother buy me copious folds of mauve suede at $50 a yard. I…
>Bhagavan Brouhaha
>It was a spiritual pilgrimage and I was ready. I was thoroughly hydrated. I preventative potty-ed. My person…