A State of Overwhelming Change

A State of Overwhelming Change

loss, unfortunately, seems to be a part of every process. whether it is in life, in art, or in the weird liminal state between the two, one must give something up in order to make room for exactly what each phase, each project, and each moment needs. this Lobsterbird...
A Private Room in the Wide Open

A Private Room in the Wide Open

:: walking down Marlborough Road in Ditmas Park makes me remember some of my dreams growing up :: when i was little i always wanted a room with a cushioned bench by the window, so that i could sit there and look out and dream. safe and cozy, and still connected to the...
A Ring of Co-Existence

A Ring of Co-Existence

:: it’s been a long time! :: fitting, somehow, that my last blog post was a repost. i remember actually writing one sometime after and we shall see if i can ever time travel back and squeeze it in. but maybe it’s happily lost and i don’t need to… needs. i have been...

Changing Our Selves, Not Otters

coming back to New York is difficult. i have been here a day and a half and already, i am overwhelmed with meetings, work, emails, rehearsals, and more. it comes down to this obsession with time. how can i find enough time in the day to do all these things and do...

Still Here

“Be Here Now.” i remember these words taped onto the wall behind composer Gerald Busby’s head as we interviewed him for This is My Home: Voices from the Chelsea Hotel. as he immediately won me and the rest of the gang over with his charm, presence, and the inner light...

Our Weird and Wonderful Ways

:: A Family Collaboration :: i have been thinking a lot lately about co-existence. this summer has brought a lot of odd changes to my life and apartment. once a solitary yoga haven where i could write, eat, and create in a void, it is now going to be occupied by a...

It Bugs Me Out

:: Fear Continues to Rage On :: so i did it again. i freaked out because i am afraid of things that aren’t going to hurt me. last night, i resolved to shower in the outside shower. our inside one is right next to my parents’ room and my mom goes to bed early. so...

The Messages from Inside and Out

:: Yoga/Suzuki Revelations :: we don’t have to be straight all the time! when i try to “be straight,” i find myself locking into a position rather than fluidly remaining upright. the key is to release into whatever pose or position i find myself in—straight, crooked,...

The Animal Way

everybody is all a-flutter this morning. (except for Dad—he’s always just kind of swimming along.) that must be it.  my parents raised me to be a Lobsterbird. my mother, lover of birds and flowers and that of the Earth. her energy, while always big, comes in huge...