Category Archives: Newsletters

Note to self: Do it for no reason

This is #10 in my Note to self newsletters.  I post them here a few days later.  Feel free to sign up below.     This morning I got an email from the girlfriend of a dear friend of mine.  An ex-boyfriend of mine, in fact.  In the email she told me that my friend received news yesterday that he will have to have to open heart surgery.  His condition is grave if he doesn’t have the surgery.  She went on to tell me about his state of mind, that he is taking it in his stride and that he was brave telling his family.  Facts aside, she was reachingContinue Reading

Note to self: Don’t run too fast

This is #9 in my Note to self newsletters.  I post them here a few days later.  Feel free to sign up below.                                  My grandfather and I on my recent trip home to Australia One of my most favorite stories my grandfather tells is of the day he had organized to catch a train from one Victorian country town to another. His father, my great-grandfather, worked on the railways at the time and held quite a respected position.  One day my grandfather needed to get to a town that, unfortunately, didn’t have a trainContinue Reading

Note to self: Be open to letting someone in

This is #8 in my Note to self newsletters.  I post them here a few days later.  Feel free to sign up below.   I wasn’t in Boston, or even in the country when the bombings happened but, I was present.  I was also aware of the other tragedy happening around the missing young Brown student; Sunil Tripathi and the sensational story of him being accused of being one of the bombers, Imagine the jagged trail of emotions and wild moving thoughts his friends and family must have experienced through all of this “our loved one is alive but he’s a terrorist!?” Obviously this was not the case and, onceContinue Reading

Note to self: Symmetry is for suckers

This is #7 in my “note to self” newsletters I send out  For most of the time I was in India I wore black flip flops.  Which, considering I had to take my shoes off before entering any establishment, it was basically like traveling with black luggage and the likely-hood of someone taking off with my chappals was about the same chance Lindsay Lohan had of getting another DUI.So, when I was a week away from leaving India and still in possession of my two black flip flops, I was feeling lucky.  Blessed even.  They had been left, late night, in front of outdoor parties and busy restaurants and on the sideContinue Reading

Note to self: Who’s your Guru now Biatch!

Note to self: Who’s your Guru now Biatch!

This is #6 in my ‘Note to self’ newsletter series I send out spontaneously.   About a year ago a dear friend from Australia and I were catching up in a phone conversation.  We were laughing about the absurdities of life, as we do, and he was having a field day with the fact that I was teaching yoga. Australian humor, if you aren’t aware, is the practice of taking what is presented and basically looking for as many possible, offensive ways to twist it until it borders on, what can feel like, an insult.  The point is that you just don’t take yourself too seriously.  The beauty is thatContinue Reading

Note to self: Something will happen

Note to self: Something will happen

This is #5 of the Note to self: Newsletters I send out randomly. Sharon Salzberg, a well-known and highly respected meditation teacher in the U.S., likes to use travel as metaphor for life.  It makes sense because, when we travel, it’s basically like we are unsuspectingly paying for the privilege of our lives to be completely out of our hands.  We’re at the mercy of schedules, weather and other people’s inconvenient habits, needs, fears and pathological weirdness, and there is very little we can do to control it.  Which, essentially, is life in a nutshell.Shit’s going to happen and the only thing you can do about it, is manage your response.She said,Continue Reading

Newsletter #4: Presence means intimacy with What is.

“Presence means intimacy with What is” It’s officially Christmas throughout the world, so talk of presents is ripe.  I spent Christmas Eve in the company of good friends and their family.  It was truly delightful in a way that, only a few years ago, would have been met with apprehension and disdain by me.  Tonight, however, I was at a table full of cracked and flying lobster shells, warm butter sauce, good wine and squeals of anticipation for Santa’s arrival (is 36 too old to squeal?) I haven’t ever been a Christmas kind of person.  At least not when I became old enough to know better.  And, certainly not whenContinue Reading

Newsletter #3: Note to self: It’s a working title

Note to self: It’s a working title. I’ve been using working title’s a lot lately, mostly for my writing, and I was trying to think of a smart and witty working title for this newsletter and I couldn’t, so I got obvious. Then I got to thinking about how great a working title is and now, you see, the working title has become the title because it has become the subject for this little intro rant. The best thing about a working title is that it’s purely based on instinct, and there is no pressure to keep it.  You simply use the first thing that comes to mind with the intention thatContinue Reading

Newsletter #2 Note to self: Find a binder full of men

I could do a lot with a binder full of men…..just saying I’m moving out of my apartment at the end of the month and I’ve noticed that I have thrown away any routine I once had to keep any semblance of tidy in my home, and healthy in my body.  Basically, I am doing the bare minimum to keep me out of squalor and ward off obesity or liver damage. Keeping balance in times of transition, I realize, is futile.  I might as well stare in front of the mirror each morning and repeat over and over again what a failed human being I am – because it’s basicallyContinue Reading

Newsletter #1 Note to self: I love writing notes to self

A note to self: I love writing notes to self! Hi Well, it’s been a good month in these new digs now and it’s really starting to feel like home.  Home is such a transient feeling isn’t it?  At least for me it is.  Even in a brick and mortar style home I have resided in for years, I still have moments of feeling unsettled or like I need to tread lightly in certain corners.  After all these years, I think I’ve come to accept the fact that I will often be the adulterous partner in my relationship with home.  At some point, I’ll want a new one. But, hereContinue Reading