Tending Flames

I’ve been spending my days tending fires…learning to keep the flames lit by giving it enough space and air, and kindling to keep it going. Months spent reading fiction and eating take-out from restaurants I used to dress up and go to.  Only now, the fire is the...

We’re Gonna Be Okay

I feel a duty to write more in these times, to document the subtleties making for good story during the Renaissance—which is coming, right? It’s guaranteed after this level of darkness, has to be. In New Mexico, I’m writing in the dark this morning, doors and windows...

Performers Rising

Yoga is acting. A born performer, I knew the moment I connected to my breath and moved my body in rhythm to it, I was experiencing the same high and Divine connection I felt on stage. It was a godsend because it meant I could live life without always having to be...

Lockdown Lowdown

It’s interesting, this space, isn’t it?  No opportunities for new memories to form, we experience pause and remember a moment not too far back, when life was different and the connection now, so dear. In normal times we would not reflect on it, a lost thought and...

Keep Walking

If I look back on my adult life…and the scariest of times, they were defining moments of my character. The decision to move to New York, for acting, when my parents wanted me to teach English. The decision to move to New Mexico, for art, when colleagues warned career...