Mid January. Two weeks into the New Year. Somewhere between establishing new habits and abandoning them completely. Yes? Yes. Here’s what keeps coming up for me: Start with the end in mind. Everywhere I look. Everywhere I turn. Everything I read. Every time I create a marketing piece for the studio, program a workshop or … Continue reading WHY
I’m sitting on my couch late at night on a Friday reflecting on this year, its lessons, its pain, its growth, and looking for the light parts. Looking hard. I’m here in maternity sweatpants with a sweater stretched over my bouncing and expanding belly, wearing a messy bun and practically no make-up despite having gone … Continue reading TAKE A LOOK AROUND
Before this fuck-up of a year is over, I wanna talk about the “E” word You know, the E word. The one that gets you hurt, in trouble, puts your foot in your mouth, the stick up your ass, and your cart in front of your horse. THE, E word. Expectations. No, not the great … Continue reading GREAT EXPECTATIONS
So, my calendar told me it's December. And you know what people do in December? They write Holiday letters to people to tell them about all the things they did that year that they already shared on social media. And then they pay to mail the cards to people, with a sweet family photo, like … Continue reading MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS: EPISODE THREE
No, not Santa stories. Not Hanukkah stories. Not even family blooper stories, although all of those do get shared as well. Instead, it’s the stories I tell myself...
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So my birthday is today and I’m now a number that is bigger than the number I was yesterday. Also, I am part of the TEDxSacramento Core team. Also, we have an event today, on my birthday. Also, also, that means I will be at TEDxSacramento, as a part of the core team, on my … Continue reading GET YOURS
Specific does not mean narrow. It does not mean only one way. It means a definitive result earned on an open-ended route. You can choose what, but you don’t really get to choose how.
And, I’ve been holding onto this premise that there is some magical exception to the rule, and maybe I could be it. I suppose I believed that if I tried enough varieties of shit, put my time into testing them out and paid my dues, then I’d get to live the rest of my life basically shit free.
You cannot be authentic if you, are not you. You cannot be real if you are not awake. You cannot make a change if you are not fully here to make it.