Posts Tagged: ‘happiness’

inside independence

September 18, 2020 Posted by the writer

So here’s the thing, completely having my days to mySelf with no requirement of meeting anyone else’s requests or expectations is essentially the best thing to go down in the past 42 years that I’ve been strolling around.

I spend a lot of time at the beach. I take the puppies on two massive walks every day that probably accomodate about 25% of my waking hours. As of late I’m learning and practicing art therapy. I just finished my yoga practice.

After twenty years in and out of the work game, I’m extremely gracious for the time I have right now. I understand how important it is to make every day count. Because while being a big shot Manhattan executive was pretty fun and certainly educational, I don’t really want to work for anyone else anymore.

That said, I’m not wasting any time on ‘what if…’ at the moment. I’m living in the present and appreciating every day. Being able to do whatever I want every day suits me, and my plan is to put my energy toward maintaining this lifestyle.

I know what you’re thinking, anyone with that opportunity would say the same thing. And I completely agree. The difference is seizing it. Part of why my first marriage fell apart was because my husband never believed I would get to where I am right now. No matter how many times I swore to him I’d figure it out somehow.

And here I am.

My focus now is to design a methodology where people can tap into their own psyche to achieve what I’ve achieved. I feel like my last twenty years out in the big bad world have been pretty incredible. I used to put everything down to intuition, to really knowing who you are and what you want.

But I’ve realised that’s a sort of selfish way to explain how to figure out to navigate your greatest destiny and make every day amazing. Sure we all have shit days, I don’t think we really have to though. Regardless of how many I boo hoo through myself.

I was speaking with one of my favourite New York City poets yesterday about how as Artists we embrace all of our emotions, perhaps we even over dramatise them. And we have no desire to stop doing that, because then we wouldn’t be who we are.

My plan is to help other people peel away layers using Art to realign themselves and redirect their focus to really achieve their dreams. Break yourSelf down.

I reckon I’m onto something…

Oh, and PS. My best friend is starting to feel better…

what i’m doing…

October 26, 2018 Posted by the writer

I like this art project. I’ve enjoyed being quiet just as much as I liked blahging here every day. Sooner or later I’ll get back to my daily boos.. I reckon.

It’s lush getting messages from cult members who have been part of this page since it started. I have a few questions on what I’ve been up to…

I’m currently on the Gold Coast in Australia. I live in a mansion (literally) and make money working from home, writing.

My creative pieces are inky and secret. The puppies are so happy, dancing on the beach every morning. My husband is sexy, I don’t hate him anymore.

It’s amazing to think I’ve had three husbands since I started this webpage. Number one and I don’t talk, which is part of why I started this page in the first place.

Number two is homeless in Los Angeles. He called me for a pep talk this morning.

I never close my windows. I smile incessantly. I don’t really talk to anyone. Escaping the poison of American media is a wonderful thing. Of course I miss New York City.

… but I always go back to New York City.

I’m too blessed to be stressed. After my 40th birthday, I’ve been spending a lot of time fasting. I do yoga in my living room and swim in my infinity pool a lot. There’s salt water on my body every day.

I’ve always been a secret keeper. I guess that’s part of what made this project exciting, the exposure and connection with the outside world.

A lot of you have seen this page go up and come down. I’m happy it’s up now, it’s been really lovely hearing from the cult clan.

I’m going to keep quiet for as long as I feel like. I’m happy. I hope you all are as well…

Love x

mood AF. ode to bey.

March 18, 2018 Posted by the writer

Tonight, and this weekend in general, I’ve been like (af)…

My sincere apologies for officially becoming the whack blah-ger who isn’t here on the daily. It’s not that my thoughts and energy aren’t excited about rounding out the whole Australia to Manhattan back to Australia circle, girl – it just takes a lot of bloody work.

Fortunately, as a light working species on this planet…

I totally got this.

I spent the St Paddy’s holiday weekend feeding boys corned beef and plotting, scheming, etc. In midtown, of course. April is set to be my last full month in the states. As a never say never’er… I’m sitting mad tight for like six weeks.

“We can skip small talk, let’s get right to the chase.”

The puppies are like 87% clear of the great Aussie exodus. Two babies, one Spanish viking, a few notebooks and some cASH.

“Tell me something, where your boss at? The ladies up in here, they like to talk back.”

In closing – I love that Bey is touring with her man but the objectification of women on Earth continues to distract me sometimes, as much as I endeavor to avoid screens.

We all know Bey is completely hotter than her man, but somehow what he’s doing gets more attention. God bless the tour.

Anyways, also… Krishna Das:

stay blessed give blessings.

artist. style.

February 25, 2018 Posted by the writer

Throughout the years I’ve been ranting words in the realm of FollowMeToNYC, Artist and Style have been two significant themes. (more…)

talk about. hey now…

February 15, 2018 Posted by the writer

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