Does this make me a Born Again? A.k.a. RevolutionBEATS

I spent a great deal of my life making sure everyone knew I was fine. Everything was great. Don worry abaout-et.  I got hit by a car when I was six because I wasn’t paying attention outside of the church my family and I sometimes went to (for ten minutes or so before midnight mass…

Yoga Realness & Truth. And Love.

Evidently I’m drawn towards glorious old ladies lately. Her name is Tao Porchon-Lynch and yes. She is a yoga master. There’s been so much talk about what negative emotions do to us in my world and I’ve been thinking it might be most beneficial, as a general rule, to maintain a positive psychic orientation. “When…

BOOM. Dolce. Life Advice. (Not from me, don’t worry)

I came across an article by Refinery 29 and, since our blog names match, I decided to perpetuate the idea of old versus new in this most inspiring story of an older woman who was approached for a modeling career because she’s a fantastically aged specimen of a human: When you were in the R29…

Fashion Week & Girl Power!

As I ponder the various fashion weeks that are going on during fashion month as I’m sifting through my various—too many, too heavy, large, over-sized September issues—fashion magazines trying to draw inspiration for my dream boards (mostly), I find myself thinking more about how so many women (and gays) are dealing with sharing constricted spaces….

Stars and Stripes AKA Dreaming of 2morro

I think there comes a point in everyone’s life where they think to themselves:  “I want to farm blueberries forever” “I will stand in a busy street and play a one string-ed instrument. Forever” “I will dress up like a clown and be a clown for the rest of my life”  This is real life….

JU Get ET? Tao. Pow. Love.

  I mean… Yes. I’ve done the Forum and the Advanced Course which are two seminars provided by Landmark (in exchange for money) and I feel pretty good. It was like an integration, communication overhaul. I’ve learned the following things about myself: I’m a lot more selfish (entitled, manipulative, self absorbed—but you already gathered that…

Sabbatical & Boston Marathon 2013

Yes. I’m sorry, I know you must have missed me. I’m assuming. I don’t have any answers, just excuses. Most of which I tell myself and friends that remember to ask about why I’ve stopped writing in this. But the thing about things like this is writing everyday or a couple times a week or…

You are what you kill. I mean eat. I mean kill.

I’m trying to launch a campaign to get fit. I know, I’ve just lost by utilizing the word “trying”, but it’s true.  I don’t know if it’s going to work out because I’ve already associated bad things with all things healthily aerobic. I don’t know if I can “pick things up and put them down”….