The rainy season has officially begun here in Belize. With it comes overcast mornings and afternoon showers, with fluctuating temperatures and peeks of sunshine. Between periods of heavy rain, the air is fresh and the colors of the surrounding trees and flowers come alive. Everything is so green, more lush and vibrant. After the scorching dryness of the previous months, I welcome the change this season brings. Continue reading “Say Yes: Summer Solstice & New Moon In Cancer”
So I’m officially in rehearsals for the play.
It’s been years since I was in a full cast play. As much as I’m a seasoned theater actor (ha!) who’s been performing since I was a kid, the process is always exciting and full of nervous energy for me. Theater and performing are my loves and bring me joy, and they also challenge me and take me to unknown places. There is a huge surrender that’s required, which is both awesome and scary. Continue reading “Jumping In: New Moon In Gemini”
I admit, I haven’t been making space lately for this blog in the way that I’d like. A weird thing happens as the weeks go by and I haven’t posted, and then suddenly it feels like it’s been so long and then I think my next post has to be epic to make up for lost time.
But anyway. Continue reading “Winging It”
I’m reminded all the time how living abroad is an ongoing process of expansion and release. Allowing in and letting go. Being open to change. Being vulnerable. Getting over myself. Seeing the world with fresh eyes. Creating new memories. Experiencing what this country has to share, again and again. Continue reading “Crossing: Full Moon In Libra”
For the past two days I’ve been making big pots of curry. Everything gets chopped up on the wooden cutting board and separated into bowls on the kitchen counter – garlic and ginger, onions and peppers, potatoes, eggplant, carrots, cabbage. The aromatics are sautéed in olive oil with sea salt, black pepper, turmeric, cardamom and curry powders. Slowly, mindfully, methodically. The concrete brings comfort. Continue reading “How To Let Go: Full Moon In Virgo”
I’m keeping a gratitude journal this month. It’s an ongoing list in my little notebook of what I receive every day. Even though it’s only day four, I’ve racked up quite a few things, some monetary and some not – the discount I got on vegetables from my favorite stand at the market, the email inviting me to present a long-time performance project in a group show at a gallery in New York, the text sent to me this morning with the encouraging words I needed to hear right at that moment. Continue reading “The Life of Seeds: On Gratitude”
2017 has gotten off to a quiet start for me. This is intentional. After returning from New York, I’ve been spending the past week sleeping late, reading my new book (Swing Time by Zadie Smith), doing yoga asanas and meditating, with a little work sprinkled in. As much as my head tells me to launch myself into the new year and push forward with projects, my heart tells me to go slow. I’m listening to my heart. Continue reading “2017: Choosing Connection”
This is a piece I recently wrote for the Journal on my coaching website. As I’ve been struggling with some version of writer’s resistance recently, I wanted to share this post here as an offering of support for anyone else who struggles with resistance in their creative process. Continue reading “The Creative Process Part 2: Moving Through Resistance”
I spent the weekend in Belize City at a 4-day conference held by COC Netherlands for their partnership with LGBT organizations in Belize. COC is working with 16 countries through their newly-initiated PRIDE program (Partnership for Rights, Inclusivity, Diversity and Equality). I was presenting the research I’ve been doing with PETAL over the past few months about lesbian and bisexual women in Belize. The conference was a lot of work and I was very glad to be there. Continue reading “Affirmative: An LGBT Conference in Belize City”
We moved five times this year. Y’all… to tell you that it took an emotional toll is an understatement. Not having a permanent place to live for eight months was completely destabilizing. I was lucky to have my practice, and the support of my partner and friends and family, to help me cultivate a sense of “home” within as much as I could. And even though I rolled with the punches and made the best of things, there was a palpable feeling of insecurity and a lingering sense of being in perpetual transition that couldn’t be resolved until we found another home. Continue reading “Home Again & Sweet Justice”