On this rainy day in SF, I slipped and fell on my way to renew my visitor’s parking permit, mere feet from my car.  I skinned my knee — no worse than that — but also have a clean tear across the pant there. I almost went home and changed, but then I realized that not only do people go out...

Saturday was a weird breakthrough day where I found myself sinking into a moodier and moodier abyss — despite a rather brilliant notion that the owner Jenny loved of teaching yoga across the street from where I’m living in the chic new boutique Acre after hours — until I made a decision j...

OK — that doesn’t exist — at least not yet, but Sally Hershberger is now charging $800 for a trim. [May I remind my faithful readers that I got the best haircut of my life for $5 at a local, non-descript Chinese place recommended by my friend Brian?] The reason I bring it up is because I&...

It does make a difference that I not check in to email, voicemail and Facebook immediately every morning … and it’s still so damn difficult not to!  But I am weening myself of the addiction, morning by morning, breath by breath. There were many ups and downs today — lots of minor fru...

We just got Adrian’s tickets for San Francisco and I’m thrilled he’s going to be here in exactly 2 weeks.  I love that I now have so many delightful things in San Francisco that I cannot wait to show him. Susan will be teaching in Hawaii and I’m a little sad we won’t all ...

Since I’ve been immersed in self-discovery/self-improvement work in San Francisco — literally every single person I meet is a life-coach and a public speaker;  I’m not sure if other professions are actually legal — I’ve made so many immense breakthroughs and discoveries. But I...

Lately my spam count is off the hook for this blog, but all of them are attempted fake postings based on my “Sadly, Over the Hill” post about Colin Farrell.  I just don’t understand why that one post has somehow triggered endless obvious attempted spam comments.  Are spammers ob...

Last night I had an inspiration — really a re-inspiration/re-realization:  it’s high time I started my days by focusing on my 1) alignment and 2) my creative work before I do anything else. A decade of teaching private yoga in NYC + my own basic personality + other projects, have fostered ...

Of course I’ve long known the historical/cultural reference, but I realize I’ve never seen an actual production of any kind of MEDEA. I was thinking about this today since I met up with Yale roommate Peter to retrieve my long-lost navy, Ralph Lauren, GO-ANYWHERE blazer that I left at their hous...