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26 Jul

“To laugh often and much, to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children, to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends, to appreciate beauty, to find the best in others, to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch…to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded!”

– Emerson

10 Jul

The Invitation

10 Oct

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithlessand therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see beauty even when it’s not pretty, every day,and if you can source your own life from its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”

It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.

It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.


–Oriah Mountain Dreamer

I wonder what it’s like to be a rain maker

22 Sep

I’ve been missing my blog for some weeks now while feeling bits of inspiration here and there. Do to my passionate nature I tend to develop an impassable writing block when I don’t feel entirely inspired—Story of my life…wanting to have the cake… red velvet…cream cheese frosting…100% calorie free…cupcake size… nothing but the most delightful delicacy.

Today’s spark was ignited by a throwback jam, “One Headlight” by The Wallflowers. I heard it last night when I popped into Amsterdam Tavern to visit my long time and wonderful friend Carly. Unfortunately for me it was her day off, but since making friends with the bartender prior to a Fashion Week event last week, he offered to buy me a beer. How can one refuse a free beer? I can’t.

Hanging at the bar, drinking my xyz beer (forget the name- but was intrigued by its argyle tap handle), this song came on. I was feeling it instantly- and was grooving along with the stranger to my left. To my pleasant surprise it seems we weren’t the only ones, as the place began to flood with sounds of ‘1/2 in the bag’ drunkies, trying to remember and sing along to the lyrics.

We can call it simple or ironic but for me it was a result of a community of people, instantaneously coming together in an unstructured setting, to share a moment of pure joy and evident ease.

I cherish moments like these. Sub conscious or not,  I hope these documents will encourage others to experience or contribute to a positive state of movement such as this.

“Come on try a little Nothing is forever There’s got to be something better than In the middle.”
-The Wallflowers


19 May

Stubblefield contended that as long as methods were available that allowed people to dissolve the ego and kill time-not while away the time, not pass it, but annihilateit-  they would seek out those methods regardless of the risks involved.   The ecstasy of living completely in the present moment, which almost everyone experiences briefly in sexual orgasm, mystics access during deep meditation, shamans savor as a reward for their psychedelic ordeals, and some artists stumble upon gratuitously when they lose themselves in their work, that egoless euphoria was, according to Stubblefield, at the core of transcendence, the liberated state of elevated innocence for which every human animal unwittingly hungers. Transcendence was, quite literally, heaven on earth…             tom robbins, villa incognito.

“I Got Soul But I’m Not a Solider”

7 Apr

So excited I got to squeeze in a yogi sesh at Yoga to the People. I missed last week and was in serious need of some stretch therapy. Located on fabulous St. Mark’s Place in the East Village, operating strictly on a donation base ($2 if you need to rent a mat), Yoga to the People is a not for profit organization that has opened studios and their doors to EVERYONE throughout the Buroughs of Manhattan. You get a sweat filled work out and give yourself the opportunity to momentarily de-stress from the every day chaos we as NY’ers face on a daily basis.

I’m no exercise freak or yoga aficionado, but I do value the importance of eating well and working up a good sweat from time to time. After my first class at YTTP I was sold after I had witnessed some of the most killer bodies I’ve ever seen. I truly suggest this high intensity-but not over exerting- form of exercise. Plus it is a fun activity to do with your girlfriends- friends who meditate together stay together ;). Also if worst comes to worst and you don’t enjoy it (unlikely), Mamouns’s falafel shop ($3 falafel) is located a few doors down.

Since 1971 Mamoun’s has been known as the best falafel in NYC, as well as one of the first Middle Eastern establishments to ever open in the U.S. If that doesn’t sell you then the fact that it has been recognized on The Food Network, Travel Guide Channel and listed in the book “1,000 Places To See Before You Die” should.

During final meditation, at the end of every class, the instructors’ read a quote or poem- here is one of my favorites that I want to share with all of you:

I am the decisive element

“I have come to the frightening conclusion that I am the decisive element.
It is my personal approach that creates the climate. It is my daily
mood that makes the weather. I possess tremendous power to make life miserable or joyous.
I can be a tool of torture or an instrument of inspiration, I can humiliate or humor, hurt or heal. In all situations, it is my response that decides whether a crisis is escalated or de-escalated, and a person is humanized or de-humanized.
If we treat people as they are, we make them worse. If we treat people as they ought to be, we help them become what they are capable of becoming.”

15 Mar

“You are the books you read, the films you watch, the music you listen to, the people you meet, the dreams you have, and the conversations you engage in. You are what you take from these. You are the sound of the ocean, breath of the fresh air, the brightest light and the darkest corner.

You are a collective of every experience you have had in your life. You are every single second of every day. So drown yourself in a sea of knowledge and existence. Let the words run through your veins and the colors fill your mind until there is nothing left to do but explode, There are no wrong answer . Inspiration is everything. Sit back, relax, and take it all in.”

-Jac Vanek