Good Friends Good Music

I was watching the city lights come up over Los Angeles dusk a few weekends ago, a childhood friend making homemade pizza from her Echo Park kitchen… We blasted Chris Stapleton all weekend musing how we’ve traded in our Docs for cowboy boots and the old country...

Tis’ the Season

I love squealing with delight as the first hummingbird hits the feeder. The sounds of live music wafting from the plaza, and sun setting pink in the sky. I wonder why we get so trapped by labels and definitions, and the illusion of time when love—is everywhere…?...

Midnight with Natalie

I chose to meditate into 2018, up at a Zendo off Cerro Gordo in Santa Fe. Besides being nervous about how it was all done, my friend leaned over before the program started and whispered, “That’s Natalie Goldberg.” I starred in awe, remembering a college introduction...

A Seasonal Remedy

I’ve had to lay low a bit. Take time for healing and new ways. An act of rebellion, in a modern age that rages to keep up. Back in the day, I wouldn’t bother. But I have come to know the magic in resting, and that if we settle down enough to trust; precious moments of...

Valentine Kill

In my experience, love takes you. You think there’s a choice, but not really. It’s that first moment, and you can always trace it back. Something in the speech, or even more the pause… When it stares you in the face is when it scares me. When everything you’ve...

You Say You Want a Revolution

I’m trying not to give a shit this year because I realized, back in the nineties, pre-likes and follows, I didn’t. I’ve been cleaning out my desk, dusting off old scripts. Watching Dave Chappelle’s new Netflix specials, so honest and raw with his truth that I’m...