Since I was a little girl, I'm talking as far back as I can recall into single digits - I've been aware and in contact with angels. Everyone is, I think it's just a matter of how much time goes into thinking about it. I put a lot. Recently, after my angels completely delivered on the NYC package, I've been talking over many other components of my life with them. There's probably one other person I might be able to talk to about what needs to be...
I'm going to talk about book more today, dear cult collective. As much as I am nearly blindsided by my present surroundings and scenario, my focus diligently remains in one direction: Book. I am basically in the center of many-a-Writer's wet dream at the moment. Dead smack in the middle of Manhattan. Stunning studio space with views it would take a few lifetimes to write about. Sure, my personal life is fucked... But what better time to get to...
I've accentuated it before, but my blood tribe holds a unique place in my heart. One of the hardest things about living on the opposite side of the planet for nine years was being away from my clan of four sisters, two wild parents, and various other immediate cult members. I grew so used to it, I always remember meeting new people in Australia who consistently double-checked with me, "So wait... you have no family over here at all?" Besides the...
Alright. I'm refocussing. Let's talk more about apartment. Because this remains at the forefront (can you tell I'm back to writing speeches? who uses the word forefront?). Yesterday I saw a place that I love love loved and think I might be able to barely afford. It's the top floor of a walk up building right outside of Times Square. Pluses: I could walk to work. It drenched in natural light. It's midtown Manhattan. Minuses: It's a million dollar...
Namaste blog family You know, something that's beat about daily blogging... all of your mates can essentially check in on you every day. Clearly I'm a huge fan of liaising with the cult every day. However, you know when you have those days when you think "Man, someone should probably call me right now..." I find that I tend to have those days less and less because I've grown used to people reading about me. Many conversations in my life kick off...