Namaste blog tribe
It’s been just around three months since I’ve been outside of New York City – nearly five months since my wonderful Writer job took a dive and sent me all sorts of places from a farm upstate to the woods of north-west Connecticut.
And it’s all about to change… Continue reading
I’ve been doing a lot of yoga lately. It’s a lovely accompaniment to my daily meditations and something that’s been important in my life since I can recall. After having a wonderful class in Australia, I wasn’t able to find somewhere in the States that had the same resonance. So these days I practice where ever I’m squatting. There are actually tons of free classes online that make it simple to grab your mat and enjoy a private class with a few simple clicks. Continue reading
My unforeseen four-month dip from life has brought forth all sorts of never expected epiphanies.
For example, I’ve been thinking a lot about what’s gotten me to exactly here. I went from a decade in Australia to 36-months state-side to this, essentially – now.
Australia is roughly the same size as the continental U.S. And there are 23 million people there, just about. In the States, there’s 319 million humans – approximately.
Sharing my life amongst such extremities is one of the components that makes me, Me. My unique contribution to Us, if you will. Continue reading
Love to you blog tribe.
I’m still internal. Sometimes I like it, sometimes I look around for the nearest sledgehammer to break the crystal globe I’ve been hibernating in the last few months.
It’s interesting to reach a point, after maintaining a “blah-g” for so many years, where I’ve literally retracted for an overwhelming number of reasons.
Top 10 Reasons I’ve Crept Into “Me” Continue reading
After a few day hiatus where I filed down jagged life pieces, chopped up smooth ones and found ways to click and jab them all back together again…
Here I am. I apologize to anyone I frightened and appreciate the love that poured in with phrases like, “Oh my God! Did your site crash?” “Darling, are you ok?” And “I love reading your blog, I hope you’re alright.”
It was the first time in 54 months that I took down my web playground. There are a few reasons around it, nothing I feel like getting into right now.
In other news, the lovers are still nesting in my Hell’s Kitchen abode. I’ve been going on stacks of interviews. This Tuesday, I actually have four in one day. All at the same place. I’m pretty sure if my shine is bright enough, it’s my official train ticket back into town.
Nesting on a farm for five minutes had its moments, but obviously – New York City is the only place for me, when it comes to the U.S. If I want to find somewhere far away and quiet, I’ll go back to northern Australia.
There’s a life Manhattan makes for me that I couldn’t see clearly over the past 36 months for a few reasons. I went from one garbage relationship straight into another one, I dealt with two of my best friends committing suicide and then there’s the ugly “that happened” incident I’m not allowed to talk about.
I’ve come out stronger. I knew I was strong before, and I knew I was independent. But it wasn’t until the most recent upside down flipping of my world that both of these things carried me long enough to gain my true appreciation.
Oh, and the book… the book…