In a recent game of Transformation, I drew this card — one I’d gotten only once or twice before — that really hit home for me in a new way: Years ago, this particular message — that “vulnerability is perfect protection” — not only did not really register with me,...

Today I finished an edit of a wonderful new fitness workbook (I’m being annoyingly coy because I’m not sure what the release strategy etc. is) but when my author friend asked about my application of the material … I could only reply that it would be to do my annual dropback photo shoot th...

Recently over lunch with a dear friend, she shared a brilliant re-definition of Surrender: CLICK to Surrender & Transform It’s been a VERY rough week and I’ll be honest:  SURRENDERING is definitely the lesson I most need to learn. And after teaching yoga for nearly 15 years — even th...

For years I taught at a major yoga center where we were encouraged / required to chant. In many ways, I loved doing this, although I have a complicated, uncertain relationship with Hindu dieties. (My dear friend Bryn, however, seems to be on an intimate, first-name bases with them.  Seriously –– it’s like ...

Having watched both MILK (the Oscar-winning movie starring Sean Penn) and THE TIMES OF HARVEY MILK (the Oscar-winning documentary) today back-to-back, I’m more than a little verklempt. Both films are just SO GOOD … particularly when you watch them together and see how astonishing the performanc...

In the corner of my bedroom, on permanent display, is the greatest thing I own:  this amazing picnic basket. I fell in a weird kind of love with it while Adrian and I were working on a project in Vancouver and he bought it for me for Christmas that year. It’s at once the epitome of both Downton Abbey...

Astonishingly lovely lunch today with my visiting friend from LA, the magical and gorgeous Karen Lorre at Bouley. It’s such a sensual ritual from the moment you walk in and smell the room lined with thousands of apples through the multiple amuse-bouches right through the gifted chocolate truffles at ...

Just got back from Wes Anderson (The Royal Tenenbaums, Rushmore etc.) at the New York Public Library and the host –– who was both utterly charming and unbelievably insufferable –– felt compelled to read from Roland Barthes’ list of Likes and Dislikes. I’m too windblown –– my iPhone says it feel...

At some point –- the details are irrelevant –– I stopped blogging daily after doing so for over a year and a half. And … I found that it was about a billion times harder to write once a week then it was to write every day. Once a week felt like everything had to be more MONUMENTAL. More “SIGNIF...