Age of Innocence

I think a lot of people grow into adults believing things like: If you wana make it in this world you gotta be tough! Money doesn’t grow on trees! MAGIC ISN’T REAL Take your head out of the clouds! We learn hardness over and over again. We’re hard on ourselves. On others. And it makes…

Colors colors everywhere!

I’ve been loving my new camera lately. Thank you. Gods of iPhone in your wonder and glory. Let’s see how this WordPress app works! Is it just me, or are beautiful sunsets, lights and water wonderlands following me? What do they want with me?

Only the unloved hate. A story about parking in downtown Boston. And more.

Yesterday took a toll on me, as I found myself victim to scheduling setbacks, miscommunications and emotional let downs—my mood found itself compromised with each passing moment. And it was a moment to moment thing—each giving into the surge of pandemonium that was collecting. Yes pandemonium. And hate. I usually have no problems finding parking…

Yoga Realness & Truth. And Love.

Evidently I’m drawn towards glorious old ladies lately. Her name is Tao Porchon-Lynch and yes. She is a yoga master. There’s been so much talk about what negative emotions do to us in my world and I’ve been thinking it might be most beneficial, as a general rule, to maintain a positive psychic orientation. “When…

BOOM. Dolce. Life Advice. (Not from me, don’t worry)

I came across an article by Refinery 29 and, since our blog names match, I decided to perpetuate the idea of old versus new in this most inspiring story of an older woman who was approached for a modeling career because she’s a fantastically aged specimen of a human: When you were in the R29…

JU Get ET? Tao. Pow. Love.

  I mean… Yes. I’ve done the Forum and the Advanced Course which are two seminars provided by Landmark (in exchange for money) and I feel pretty good. It was like an integration, communication overhaul. I’ve learned the following things about myself: I’m a lot more selfish (entitled, manipulative, self absorbed—but you already gathered that…

The universe is a strange strange place…

My online persona has been acted out by strangers. I recognize how strange that sentance was to write and to read, but I guess I’ll get that out of the way now: Someone played me in a play, in front of my very eyes. I didn’t know what to expect, since this has never happened…

Fame. Blogoliloquy Boston Fun. And I’m gonna live forever.

This isn’t a real blog post. I mean, it exists, obviously. If someone reads it and shrieks in disappointment, and no one is around to hear it, did the post still get read? Or however that analogy is supposed to go? Yes. But what I’m here to talk about today is: my blog (along with…

I don’t think chicken salad is very big in Haiti

I’ve found the lunchtime equivalent to making soup. Because making soup takes forever. Chicken Salad sandwiches. I made a deliciously complicated chicken salad last night and I was going to make a sandwich for work and forgot to this morning. You can put everything, anything in them. Raisins. Red onion. Celery. Sunflower seeds with or…