>tightroping the designation between lohan and lama
>In case you hadn’t noticed, I’ve always had high expectations. This, by a generous observer may be quantified…
>blessing one out
>Enroute to LaGuardia, I was in a cab, a little earlier than I would have liked, bathed in…
consciousness | food | gala | rockstar | theatre
>the gala gourmet
>In a dimly lit, midtown ballroom, I stood high heeled, spruced, glammed, trying to eek out one more…
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…