Goodbye 2015

When I look back on the past year I remember;
Brilliant things happen when you stop pushing and start trusting.
There is nothing more powerful than light.
I’ve spent most of my life fighting, pushing, praying, searching, dreaming;
Now, I’ve found a place of peace––I am open to the path unwinding.
I’m not afraid of the shadows,
I will conquer the darkness and hurdle the roadblocks.
My journey leads me on a new adventure: I am ready.

Find The Light

Mesmerized by the glowing ambers;
The flame dances,
Reminding me to see my passion everywhere.
Ignited and ready to blaze in the new year!

A New Day In LA

Golden slivers pierces through my window;
Enticing me to separate from the warmth of my cozy bed.
Awake the day with coffee and conversation,
Mind fresh, gratitude plentiful, and endless possibilities.

Mimosa!

Effervescent joy,
Fresh orange tang awakes my mouth;
Delightful nectar!

Christmas Coma

The day after Christmas I fight back the urge to take down all of the decoration:
Standing as a defiant reminder of a day that comes and goes;
Leaving a trail of financial ruin, selfish children, and cranky parents.
I admit, I fall victim to the joyful cheer that begins in early November––commercialism and the lure of family traditions.
I have to take it down, now!
But I know, regardless of how hard I resist, next year I will shower my home with Christmas too early, and all will be right again.

A Trip To The Mall

The line for the parking lot was a parking lot;

People with bags of returns passing people exiting the mall with armfuls of merchandise and clothing now at "blowout" bargain prices!

Store associates ready to hide,

There's no escaping the angry woman without a receipt.

Why did I come to the mall? Tradition.

I walked in with a return, 

And departed with two leather club chairs and twelve linen napkins...

Don't judge me!

Merry Christmas

I miss my family who are not near this time of year;
But I’m thankful for the man who brings me cheer.
The Christmas spirit: Sharing Faith, love, and goodwill to family and friends.
Midnight mass was a reminder to release fear and trust in God;
Beautiful music, a joyous celebration of the season.

Twas the night before Christmas and all through our condo;
Not a creature was stirring,
Because we’re all lounging on our brand new sofa!
The stockings are hung and our fireplace is glowing,
Our tree is gleaming;
And thank God it’s not snowing––it’s a fabulous perk of living in LA.

The Wait Is Over

Today marks the end of a fifteen year wait;
From my very first day working at the Pottery Barn on the Upper West Side of New York City, I knew that I would one day own a well-built piece of furniture.
The anticipation hurts almost as much as my butt from sitting on a less-than-perfect couch for too many years.
After a decade of dreaming of a designer, u-shaped sectional sofa of my very own––I will experience the comfort of luxury.
#MerryChristmas

Holiday Break

It’s a rainy LA morning.
Christmas is just around the corner, and I am in full vacation mode.
There are hundreds of activities and errands I should be doing;
I’m giving myself the rest of 2015 off!
Although I just spent the last hour deleting emails from 2006 from my server––what can I say, I love an organizational activity.
Now, time for hot coco and puppy cuddles on the couch with a Christmas movie.

Proof I'm No Longer In My Twenties

Watching Saturday's episode of SNL at 6:30 AM & then heading to yoga. 

The Calm Before Christmas

The end of the year approaches faster than department stores axe their Halloween displays and deliver us Christmas.
Longing to delight in the decadence of the festive season, I plan too many parties, dates with friends and family, and overbook my schedule;
Leaving me overwhelmed and stressed.
Every year I remind myself to enjoy the moment and appreciate each event, but I end up spending more time just trying to stay calm and get through it.
So today, I’m offering myself the chance to binge watch cheesy Christmas movies (thank you Hallmark Channel) while wrapping presents, chatting on the phone with loved ones, and yes––eating too many Christmas treats.
Tis The Season.

Christmas Is Coming

When I was young, my grandma would sing Christmas carols with me;
It was an exciting way to welcome in the holiday––full of joy, love, Faith, and family.
While I’m grateful for the blessings and life that I live now,
I get nostalgic for those simple memories.
Today I’m treating myself to a trip to the Grove (an outdoor mall) where I will thrust myself upon the holiday madness, search for gift bargains I can’t live without, and hopefully hear a carol or two around the piano at Nordstrom;
Christmas is coming, and I need a boost of jolly!

Find The Light

It’s thrilling to be awake early enough to watch the sky change from dark to light;
It’s remarkable how fast the transition is:
I glance outside to see a cold, dark winter morning,
Then a sliver of light cuts through the bare trees that line my backyard––and in a breath the sky is brilliant blue.
Another reminder that light will always overcome darkness.

Day Off

Breakfast at home,
Walk along the LA Riverwalk, Sherman Oaks,
Window shopping on Ventura Boulevard,
Barrel and Ashes––deliciousness,
DVR on the couch with the family!

Note To Self

The holiday parties are bad for my waistline!

But great for wasting time laughing, drinking, and reconnecting.

Tis The Season

Tis the season for holiday cheer;
A party every night will surely lead to a ten pound surplus of Christmas jolly.
And by “jolly” I mean fat like Santa...
Time to ho, ho, ho myself to yoga!
If I’m going to eat, drink, and be merry––I need to find the inner peace to shake like a bowl full of jelly.

Oh Shoot!

Life on set gabbing with artists;

Sex talk at the craft service table,

Poop talk between takes—

I'm not sure who is more explicit:

The crew or the talent. 

Hanukkah

Family, friends, food and wine;
Lighting candles and illuminating the reason we celebrate.
The parties and gifts are fun,
But Faith is the true gift.

Family Vacation Day 5

A day to relax and spend quality time;
Blocking the negative from my mind––I’m focused on positive energy.
I love my family.
After we’ve said goodbye, I watch them drive away.
Back to their lives, and me to mine;
I will hold onto the fun memories and erase the dark spots.

Family Vacation Day 4

Long days,

Sleepless nights,

Hungry bellies;

Pointless fights.

I love my family. Even when they hurt my feelings.

Family Vacation Day 3

Expectations lead to let-downs;

Gratitude, love and letting go inspires laughter.

Sometimes.

I love my family.

Family Vacation Day 2

Early morning wake-up call;
Five grown adults and a kid have to shower.
I’ll let them fight over who goes first––I need a Starbucks!
The drive to Disneyland will be long:
Puppies in tow.
Christmas cheer among the crowds waiting in line for a thirty second ride;
Tis the season!
I love having my family in town.

Family Vacation Day 1

Nineteen years and worth the wait;
The city I call home––where we spent our childhood, my sister returns!
Mom, sister, and niece are here.
Breakfast at our favorite childhood hole-in-the-wall,
My niece and I collect seashell at the beach.
Sand in our feet, I love watching her react to the foamy, brisk Pacific water.
Memories of laughter and love as we drive past the house from our youth.
Now cuddling on the couch with a cartoon before our journey to Disneyland.
I love when my family visits me!
Life is good.

Note To Self:

I am capable of accomplishing more in one day when I set targets;
Release the negative energy, and take action.
A full day equals a day fully lived!

Six Word Essay on my Return to LA.

Sleeping off the New York haze.

Times Square Last Night

Time Square drunk and scared;
The glowing neon leads me,
Safely on my way.

Friendship

Catching up with old friends,
We shared New York City in our twenties––our youth;
Bonded for life like family.
Like sipping an expensive bottle of champagne, I savor the evolution of our relationship.
Neither time or distance will discourage our love.

City to the Suburbs

Riding the train into Brooklyn with my friends, who swore they’d never move to Brooklyn (back when we were in our twenties), I discovered that I appreciate distance from the city life.
Interesting how age makes you appreciate space;
In life, love, friendship, and housing.

Travel Day

I'm up;

The airport is not.

No coffee,

Where's the donut guy?

Blame It On the Puppies...

If cuddling with my puppies while watching reruns of The Golden Girls was a sport––I’d be a Gold medal winner.
Their soft little bodies warm my bones better than grandmas electric blanket;
But it’s their unconditional love that provides such an enormous amount of joy which forces me to stay in bed an hour longer.

Back To The Grind

It’s always a bit of a challenge getting motivated after a week of holiday festivities;
I’m comforted by the fact that I leave for New York City in two days, however I realize I have about six days worth of work to process.
Lists, goals, and plans won’t help me know––I have to dive headfirst into the deep end.
Here goes...

Six Word Essay

Cozy on the couch with puppies.

Game Day

Tailgate in style,

With gourmet food and champagne;

Victory for all!

Cashmere Countdown

The madness begins,

People desperate for discounts;

Crazy for cashmere!

Thanksgiving

Friends gather around the table; 

Family away from home.

Gratitude and good food.

The Night Before Thanksgiving (it's a thing...)

I’m drunk on the bright glow of the moon tonight;
Abundant gratitude,
Comfort from family, friends and food.

Yoga Is Life

Yoga is the breath;
Body, soul and universe––
My life is balanced.

That's ShowBiz

A charlatan always reveals their true character eventually;

Deceit hides in a bright smile with empty promises.

Lies laid like land mines in the Middle East.

Dirty

Washing the dishes the morning after a dinner party is dirty, smelly, and it’s much more difficult to scrub away the caked-on shit;
Similare to recovering from a hook-up in your twenties.

That's Life

I received a 4AM wake-up call;
Thanks to a reaction from the vaccination that both of my puppies had yesterday.
You don’t really know what love is, until you’re cleaning shit and vomit, while using a calming voice, “It’s okay sweetheart, you just had an accident.”
People who say dogs are just like having babies are wrong:
Babies wear diapers!

People Watching

Every shape and size,

Eclectic humanity.

I flash a smile. 

Work In Progress

I’m currently working on my next book and I forced myself to look back through old journals in order to accurately remember the past.
There’s a reason people warn you not to look back.
You get to revisit the best memories, but you have to relive the shitty parts, too.
It’s strange how far away some of those moments feel now;
Others flash before me like a movie and I struggle to believe they actually happened.
Reading the pages from my journals helped me to appreciate how far I’ve come and how focused I was, even back then, to set goals and work towards them.
I am proud of where I am and who I’ve become, and I accept that every day brings a new opportunity to evolve as a person.
The beautiful discovery is while I continue to work toward self-improvement and career advancement, I'm living my dream—and that is my definition of “making it.”

The Pulse

Twirling emotion,

Dancers feel everything;

Music guides our breath.

Missed Opportunity?

#MakeUpPost
I partied too hard in November––which is why I'm a post shy;
If I were in school I'd receive an B-
Not acceptable!

Life of an Artist

The deception and false hope;
There is no such thing as a day off in Los Angeles.
Try as I might to relax and underachieve––the DNA in my blood pumps and sends demands to my brain.
Work, work, work! you crazy fool;
If you want to get ahead, you can not rest.

Life On Tour; One Word:

Coffee!

Peace For Paris

The world has changed;
Evil threatens our safety.
United we stand.

That's Life

There are people who respond to confrontation with poise and wisdom;

And then there are all of the rest.

I'm shocked that anyone at the executive level (in any arena) considers "no response" a reasonable acknowledgement.

My job is not to do the job of others, it's simply to proceed accordingly.

AKA time to get aggressive! 

Daylight

At night my soul weeps,
Depression is not my drug;
Daylight restores joy.

Junk Food Days Are Over...

A trip to the Cheesecake Factory left me:
With heartburn,
A guilty heart,
and
Fat.
I think my “cheat days” are coming to an end;
Just another loss as you get older.

Fall

The crisp air delights;
Layered clothing and coffee.
Invigorated.

Defenses Mechanism

The drama is real.

Comedy masks the sadness;

Laughter saves the soul.

Raging Headache

Waking up with a headache after a night of alcohol-free partying feels like eating birthday cake without frosting;
Completely unfair and upsetting!
Allergies suck.

Ironing My Pants

Just like my life;
Some of the wrinkles are deep.
This is going to require some additional attention.
Not every crease is forever.
I wish there was an iron for every situation in life.

Nasty Movie Nightmare

When a film is so terrible that you have nightmares;
Then wake up the next day to realize that you spent $16 on a crappy movie that gave you bad dreams: it’s a day terror!
#TheNewBondFilmSucks

Ring On The Bells

We're still a month and a half away from Christmas and the tintinnabulation blasting from the premature holiday commercials is pumping me up!

Pep Talk

I’m focused and passionate about my future;
Setting goals can easily get me overwhelmed.
I’m working to find balance, while increasing productivity.
The more I stress, the less I achieve––opposite, when I release and take action I find success.
Exploring ways to unburden myself from comparing my path to others and staying connected with my own personal evolution will lead to victory.

Crazy Meet Crazier!

The world is full of colorful people, and by that I mean crazy.
Somehow I’m still shocked when a seemingly logical person will attack me without the proper information.
I’m a very thorough person; I never engage in a dialogue (or a full out war) with anyone unless I can back my argument up with facts;
So when I’m called out in a group of peers with misinformation, I have no problem standing my ground.
When I was younger, I used to get hotheaded and react with a total lack of dignity.
Thankfully, I’ve calmed down, and when I come for you I can cut you down with a smile and arsenal of facts.
Please don’t come for me unless you’re absolutely sure you can take me down––because I’m not going without a serious fight.

A Guy Walks Into A Bar

I'm the first one in a new restaurant, waiting for my friends at the bar.

Like a subway releasing the rush hour crowd, the bar is rushed with people;

Trying to hold two extra seats without pissing someone off is nearly impossible.

I order a drink, and then another––still waiting for my (now extremely late) colleagues to appear.

I look like a crazy mama bear carefully guarding my chair cubs.

Finally one of my friends walks into the bar and takes the seat next to me.

Take that asshole to my left who attempted to convince me to release the seat only moments before:

The bar might be packed now, but I got here first.

Tricked

The trick about Halloween is waking up the next morning without a hangover or stuck in a candy coma; if they made a remedy that actually worked, that would be the treat.

The Morning News

I remember waking up to the delicious smell of coffee with sweet cream and sugar,
Still half asleep, I’d walk into the kitchen to find my grandma and grandpa reading the morning news paper;
I was always eager to receive ‘The Mini Page’ so that I could feel like a grown up.
I was hooked on the intoxicating smell of recycled paper and ink––games, activities, and fun articles that would inspire me.
Journalism and exploring world events was just one of many wonderful life moments my grandparents shared with me.
Now, as I sit on my iPhone and comb through the stories that populate my news feed, I miss those delightful exchanges.
I’ll be forever grateful for the wisdom and knowledge they instilled in me.

Write Through The Blocks

Finding the inspiration to be creative daily is often a challenge;
When I catch myself staring at a blank page on a glowing screen, I start to panic.
Self-inflicted fear and unfair demands only damage what little imagination I may have in those instances.
Rather than focusing on producing brilliant words that will live on forever––I just start typing (similar to what I’m doing here on this daily blog post) and wait for some magical piece of (I want to say cake because that’s all I can think about right now) the puzzle to redirect me into my process.
The path of an artist requires working through the toughest challenges, and hopefully the end of the path reveals a new direction.

Yoga

Body and mind at peace;
Or at least breathing through the fact that I stuffed my face yesterday and I want to feel good about myself today.

Note To Self:

Chili with extra jalapeños taste delicious;
But will inevitably cause serious side effects.
#LastNightsDinner is #TodaysTorture

Out With The Old, In With The Nouveau.

Waking up to the thunderous roar of heavy machinery at 7:50 AM;
Another McMansion arises from the ash of a once beautiful Ranch house.
Nouveau riche douche-bags are lining the once gorgeous streets of Los Angeles, with monstrous boxes––overstuffed with terribly executed contemporary fixtures and poorly crafted finishes.
I can’t wait to meet the new neighbors, I’m sure they will be hosting an open house soon; if only to show off what little taste they have.

One Word:

Faith.

Wake Up

It's 5AM on Sunday;

Passengers look like zombies in a Halloween parade.

The line for coffee is too long, despite the intoxicating chemicals Dunkin' Donuts surely infuses. 

I love my job—I hate travel days.

Solo Saturday

Nine to nine;

Dolly's got nothing on me.

Coaching and cleaning choreography.

Travel Day

Parking at a cement graveyard of cars,

Left abandon for days as their navigators fly to exotic locations like Cleveland, OH for work.

It can be brutal—almost as dreadful as the walk across this sea of pavement to the shuttle bus; 

Just in time for it to pull away.

Break

That moment you take before jumping back into the twenty-four hour work cycle.

I Love My Job

Step, kick, kick, leap, laugh, step.
There’s nothing better than doing what you love with talented people.
#SecretChoreographyProject

Grateful

When you let go, you make space to receive.
I experienced this again today.
#Grateful

Life. It's Hard Sometimes.

I consider myself a happy person.
I surround myself with positive influences in the form of affirmations and quotes (from people who are much wiser than I).
I meditate and improve my physical well being through yoga, healthier eating, and stress relieving exercises.
Still, some days I wake up in a negative space mentally and emotionally.
In those moments, I do what I can to remember that I have a choice.
Sometimes it works, and other times, I spend longer than desired in dark thought.
I can’t help wonder about my friends and family who actually suffer from depression.
Mental health is something that I take for granted, because I only find myself feeling sad or crippled with fear occasionally; it’s so overwhelming I feel like giving up.
Thankfully, I have access to the aforementioned tools to get me through a rough moment in my life. I realize I am fortunate that I don’t struggle beyond the infrequent dips in happiness.
So rather than focusing on my momentary laps in joy, I offer support, love, and positive energy to my friends who suffer from a serious disease.

Self-Sabotage

Listening to that dark, negative, evil voice will surely lead to a disastrous outcome;
Dousing the hate-speech with love, Faith, and positive action will always lead to a brighter opportunity.

Life Cycle

Staring out of the window in my office,
I become mesmerized with the colors of the changing leaves.
The beauty of fall; golden, red, brown, and still a hint of green––which reminds me that even in transition there is life.
Renewal everywhere. Good or bad, everything passes in a season.

A Trip To The Beach

A trip to my old stomping grounds;
Memories of soccer practices, hide & seek, and neighborhood block parties.
Life was so much easier when my mom and dad handled everything.
My biggest fear was deciding what clothes I would wear to fit in––never fully understanding that I always selected things that actually made me stand out.
I get sentimental especially during this time of year. The fall always reminds me of new adventures, back to school, Trick or Treating, and the smell of smoke in the crisp beach air.
As much as I try to live in the moment, it’s nice to reflect on the warmth, love, and friendship I experienced growing up.
Sometimes it’s good to visit the past.

Early To Rise

When you wake up early you have more time in your day...
To work?
The hustle is real.
#EntertainmentIndustry

Road Block:

I don’t have time for this shit.
It’s moments like this that make me wish I had a “Force Quit” button when dealing with dumbasses.

Loyalty

I've noticed that the people who promise you the world;
Are usually the ones wearing a suit they've borrowed from a friend.
#PutYourMoneyWhereYourMouthIs

Note To Self

If you think you don't have enough time in the day, consider this:
For every minute you waste worrying about not having enough time––you've lost an opportunity to take action.

Travel Day

Waiting at the gate like vultures;
Everyone wants to be in the first boarding group.
I blame roller bags.

Technology Meltdown

Rage;
Connecting my iPhone to my Mac––they are made by the same company correct?
I don’t understand why syncing in the 21st century is still an issue.
Seriously, i HATE that track wheel!

I Need A Break...

Donuts. The Grove. Matinee. Spa retreat;
In the middle of a work week?
Yes, a calm break in chaos is necessary:
Balance.

Good Day LA.

Imagine waking up to the calming sound of a leaf blower;
Nothing sparks creativity or motivation to get out of the house and go to Starbucks, more than your neighbors gardener.

Gratitude

I feel blessed knowing that I can follow my dreams beside a person I love;
I realize how fortunate I am to be able to wake up each day and pursue a career that I’m still passionate about; through hard work, Faith, and the support of my family and friends––I continue to journey closer to the peak.
Not everyone has the opportunity that I’ve had.
I am grateful.

Time Check

There’s only twenty-four hours in a day;
I can not squeeze another meeting into the day––I am available at 3AM though!
Life is short. #UseItOrLoseIt

Sunday Funday!

I haven’t been this excited to go to the mall since I had acne on my face;
I travel so much for work, I usually miss all of the weekend fun with friends.
Today, I get to enjoy an adult play-date.
Brunch and a movie with friends.
Balance––finding time for the simple things in life.

Confidence

A confident person walks into a room with vibrance and an open mind;
A cocky person walks into a room and drains it of all its creative energy.

Goals into Gold

Setting goals is the key to reaching dreams;
But if you don’t enjoy the journey––it can be a nightmare.

A Trip To The Huntington Library

Waves from the Zen rock garden carry tranquility,
Encouragement jumps from original manuscripts by Chaucer,
Passion smeared across canvas,
Beauty in every direction; history sounds me.
The water fountains provide a baptism for inspiration.

Missed Opportunity?

How did I miss a day in October?
The month was calm for the most part.
I guess I was busy dreaming.
#MakeUpPost

The Computer rAGE

Software updates on my Mac,

Watching the status bar creep slowly; is it even moving at all?

No, I don't want you to send a report to Apple—I want you to work!

Six Word Essay: Returning Home

Comfy in my bed snuggling puppies.

When The Sky Is Blue, I Am Not

Ordinarily I get depressed with rain.
Clouds cover the day, and my emotions become foggy.
I’d rather see the harsh reality of my life, enduring the honesty of the bright light;
Instead, I drown in the water.
When the sky is blue, I am not.

Friends. Food. Fat!

I’m staying with my closest friends while I’m choreographing in Pittsburgh;
I can’t decide if they’ve been a bad influence on me, or if I’ve rubbed off on them; all I know is that I’m eating entirely too much food––and the cocktails aren’t exactly helping.
We’re eating like we did in our twenties.
Unfortunately, if I keep this diet up, my mid-section will prove I’m middle-aged!

Six Word Essay: Food.

It’s time to stop the binging!

On The Road, Again.

I love teaching workshops out of town.
I hate driving to the workshops out of town.

An Education

Watching young artists apply my note;
We both grow.

The Madonna Complex

Women everywhere hate Madonna.  The Matron of Pop Culture has managed to stay relevant in a world full of naked-wreckingball rage, sex tapes, and auto-tuned dance beats; all of which she paved the way for.
Her spirit (or desperation to remain famous) has endured.
Rejecting the idea that woman should ever look or act their age, she thrives on the attention she demands when she lifts up her Red-Carpet-costume to flash the paparazzi her firm-middle-aged-assests.
Face it America, every time Madonna struts across the stage in her religiously-charged-yet-somehow-still-sexy costume showing off her I-do-yoga-and-pilates-and-I-can-still-dance body, she’s not just proving that she’s still got skin in the game (literally). Nope. Each time we see a hint of ass, or a flash of the grill––she’s sending us a giant FUCK YOU America––this is what a 57 year old should look like now!
Subsequently housewives (and gay men) across the country are pouring into pilates studios, packing in the yoga, and Soul searching on a Cycle; while the straight dudes are shedding the #DadBods and shredding on steroids and circuit training.

[This is a portion of an op-ed piece I am writing for a fun website. More soon.]

Another Week, Another Airport

The birds are chirping in unison;
They’re so happy to be up at 6AM.
I am not––but it’s all part of the lifestyle.
Off to spread my creative energy; Pittsburgh look out, I’m headed your way!
#TheGlamorousLife

Emmy Coma

Food, friends, fancy wine;

The Emmys okay-the laughter was fine.

You Know You're An Adult...

You know you're an adult when you attend a birthday party for a one-year old.

Surrounded by your best friends, and they're little carbon copies;

I can't wait to have a little monster, too!

#TheClockIsTicking

Saturday

My day is free––a rare treat.
The skies are bright with possibilities;
pooltime, outdoor yoga, and a long walk to Starbucks (naturally) with the puppies.
Balance means stepping away from the computer...

The Starbucks Shuffle

Finding shade outside;
Trendy LA writers, actors, producers––the industry spends more time drinking coffee than working.
Although netWORKing is draining.
With my puppies on my lap, I happily create.
Life is beautiful. Especially outside in LA!

Laptime

Life is good with a puppy on your lap;
It’s even better when you have two!
It does make it a bit more challenging when you’re trying to typo...

Art and the City

A trip around MacArthur Park revealed some beautiful colorful ball art.
#InspirationInLA

The Rain In LA

The rain in LA falls mainly in the drain.
According to one meteorologist, “We’re receiving reports of up to two inches of rain in Santa Monica! That. Is. Record. Breaking!”
This statement comes in the midst of a drought; I’m not sure that one day of “record breaking” rainfall is going to save LA––but it certainly gave me an excuse to blow off my regularly scheduled day for a book-fest on the sofa with my puppies instead!
I’m currently working on my second book, so I’ve decided that this is the perfect day for some “industry research.”

All In A Days Work?!

Returning phone calls,
Responding to emails,
Scheduling meetings and planning huge projects.
Creative writing.
A walk to Starbucks for some lap time with my puppies.
A yoga workout; mind and body in check.
There are days when my job doesn’t feel like work––I wish they were more often, but hey, I’ll take what I can get.
#Balance

Home

Sunday in LA; hungover.

Happy to be home with my family.

Ginger and Lily on my lap—Starbucks iced coffee and my journal.

My sister is going to be okay.

God is good. 

Yoga

A crowded yoga room packed like sardines is not my way to namaste;
I need balance, I need space, I need these LA divas to get out of my face.

Vacation: What I've Learned.

After an extended amount of time out of town––jumping right back into the workforce can be overwhelming; not for me, for the lazy people who can’t keep up. Slacking off is never okay, even when I’m out of town.
I don’t expect perfection, just competence.

Palm Springs; Day 4

We beat the heat in the pool;
Just in time, we packed––late check out and headed out of town before the traffic crawled.
Life is wonderful with my family: Jeff, Ginger, and Lily.
It’s simple and lovely.
Vacation ends, and we’re back to the grind.
Thankful for the desert.

Palm Springs; Day 3

I gain weight just looking at food––so Mexican dinner last night didn’t help me in the swimsuit department;
I’m on vacation, I can eat what I want.
I was able tune out the nagging demands of my job for a few hour yesterday––and thanks to a late night work session, I knocked out a few things on my “to do” list for today.
Hopefully I’ll be able to release a bit more today. Perhaps an extra cocktail poolside will help me chill in the 110 degree heat.
Vacation ends tomorrow, I need to enjoy today!

Palm Springs; Day 2

God will give me what I need, when I need it.
[Repeat as often as necessary to enjoy my time on vacation.]

Palm Springs; Day 1

The heat seduces me into a coma;
Three weeks of sleepless nights have added to the cocktail.
I sit by the pool reading a book––trying not to focus on the work I need to get back to.
Even on vacation I make lists in my head: Enjoy the downtime, release, relax, when you get back to the room make sure to call... NO! stop it.
It usually takes a day to get into the groove.
Tomorrow I will worry less.

I Hate Goodbye.

I hate saying goodbye.
Despite my usually positive outlook, saying goodbye always seems so definite.
The past three weeks have reminded me how quickly life can change, and now more than ever the word hovers as proof that you’re leaving and you may not ever see this person again.
I spent the past weeks bonding with my sister in a way I never thought possible.
We were always close growing up, but once we got to high school our lives started to head in different directions––we were becoming adults.
As adults, we saw one another on the big holidays and major life events, as you do when you live across the country from your family.
A terrible illness shutdown my sisters system, but it simultaneously revived our bond.
Thankfully she is almost entirely recovered, and our connection is reinvigorated.
I look forward to the next chapter in our relationship; regardless of time or distance my sister is forever in my heart and I will guard her eternally.
We may not be near each other every day, but she is with me and that brings me incredible peace of mind.

Shiree

Strong

Helpful

Intelligent 

Resilient 

Energetic 

Exceptional 

#HappyBirthday

Everyone Needs A Break

[        THIS SPACE LEFT BLANK INTENTIONALLY           ]

Heart to Heart

Late night chats with sis;
Conversation and bonding.
Not just siblings, friends!

Walk On!

From stillness to mastering the staircase in under two weeks;
My sister continues to inspire me.
I can’t imagine the pain that she is working through right now––shrieking at 3AM with the inability to move.
Despite her agony she continues to fight and push herself to rehabilitate.
Today she walked from the physical therapy room all the way back to her room without a walker.
Progress is slow and steady.

Raising Hell In Rehab

I’m back with my sister;
Raising hell in rehab!
She’s walking, talking, and sadly smoking again––but I guess that means she’s getting back to life as usual.
Her sassy eye rolls (and the circumstance for why she’s in her to begin with) aside, I’ve really enjoyed getting to reconnect with my sister.
As and adult I find it much easier to over look her flaws, as she has mine, in order to get to know who she really is and what she wants from life.
Life––a word that has taken on a new meaning for her.
We’re all so grateful she survived, now if she would just stop bossing me around... Yeah, like that will ever happen.

Jet Set

My heavy eyelids can hardly ease the burning dryness;
The lack of sleep is killing me.
Too many airline seats and hospital beds.
I’m happy to live a full life, I just don’t want to die from exhaustion.
It’s time for a break!

Rest

A day off from life;

The couch, Netflix, food, my BFF.

I really needed this.

Undone

The damage is done,
Words cut deep.
Actions reveal truth.
There isn’t a drug strong enough to dull the pain;
Or an apology so powerful it would heal the wound.
All we can do is move forward and allow time to ease the memories.

You Can Pick Your Friends...

The family dynamic is complex;

All of those sayings like "You can pick your friends..." "Blood is thicker than water." "Family is forever..." are not an excuse to behave however you want to family members.

I'm sad that my motives to help my sister recover have been perceived as selfish, especially by members of my own family—but then I have to remind myself that people project what the feel.

My sister knows my heart, even if my loved ones do not. I can't change their opinion of me (and I will always love them) but I can certainly change my  proximity.

I have opinions about them too, but it's for the best that I don't share them.

A Trip To The ER

My sister is admitted into the ER after complaining all day of level—10 pain. (Personally I think it was exacerbated by the fact that our mom and our extended family decided to launch into attack mode.) Nevertheless, here we are in the ER brought by an ambulance—after a ton of runaround between nursing bays, Shiree and I sit in the hospital room. Shiree has to get blood drawn and while the RN inserts the IV—mom & dad leave the room for coffee. The second they leave Shiree says, "Isn't it so peaceful now that they're gone?" The nurse laughs and Shiree waits for my response, "Matt?" 

I say yes, mom has given me a headache all day, but she's here because she loves us.

Shiree says, "I know. That's why I'm trying to be nice."

There was nothing nice about today.

Plop Plop

My sister’s inability to have a bowel movement for four days had us all in agony, her from the pain and us from hearing her torture-level moans.  The nurse suggested a suppository, and after a lot of probing (literally) she finally caved.  Dad and I left the room for about fifteen minutes so that the head nurse and her night nurse could administer the waxy poop maker. Jennifer, her nurse, came out into the family area and assured us we could go back into the room.  She continued to inform us that the quicker-shitter-upper could take up to an hour to produce results, except that by the time that we had returned to the room, my sister was curled up in a ball squeezing her butt checks and clinging to the red emergency call rope.
We walked in and she said, “I got to go! NOW!”  I ran out laughing, and nearly shit my pants––it was a hilarious scene.  I ran to get the nurse, and in the meantime my dad asked, “Wasn’t that a pleasant experience?”  To which my sister responded, “The going in part wasn’t, but this next part might be!”  We burst into laughter and the nurses ran by with gloves and a bucket.  When you’re sick, there’s no difference between us and animals, shit is shit––and you don’t horse around with that.

A Step In The Right Direction

Her tired body fights to stand;
She’s working hard, but remains frustrated that her body hasn’t caught up with her mind.
Her wit and sarcasm are fully intact.
With a big smile she returns to her comfy lounge chair.
Time for a break before speech therapy.
Recovery doesn’t happen overnight––only in the movies.
Thankfully, the road ahead is promising.

Men Are Weak.

I agree with my sister––most men are weak.
It’s hard for guys to see the women they love in pain, yet every lady I know could march through a bullet-storm in hell to protect their men.
My sister is such a fighter; surviving cancer and every illness thrown her way.
Now if she could just build up an immunity to the people in her life who surround her with a cloud of negativity.
Her light will always conquer their weakness.

Faith Triumphs

There will always be those naysayers who find reasons to doubt;
Their negative energy is damaging and counterproductive.
It’s my goal to shine light, positive energy, and contagious Faith––perseverance and God are stronger than any poison a dubious person can administer.
I’m confident that my sister will fight and overcome.

Golden Moments

Spending my Saturday night watching The Golden Girls with my sister just like we used to do when we were kids.
We would huddle around the television set in the living room in our uncle’s house while our parents played cards in the kitchen; we snuck in for Oreo cookies and milk during commercial breaks––then quickly back into our TV splendor.
The show made us feel closer to our grandmas, even though we were a thousand miles away.
As adults The Golden Girls still serves as a memory of our grams, more importantly, it’s a reminder of the bond that we’ve shared our entire lives––as long as we have one another we can conquer anything.

Persistence Is Key

Pushing loved ones is never fun;
But necessary for recovery.
This process is painful for everyone,
But like everything in life persistence is key.

Sis

My sister ate a popsicle on her own today;
A huge step on the road to recovery.
She smiled and said, “Cherry! Aren’t you going to eat?”
I said I would later.
She responded, “Won’t it go bad? Don’t you think you should eat it?”
Even when she’s sick, she stays thoughtful of others.
I sat and at a popsicle next to her like we did when we were kids.
She smiled at me––today, that was enough.

Six Word Essay On Hospitals

Hospitals, like hotels––are not home.

Progress

“Matthew Shaffer, enough!”
The words my sister sluggishly muttered to me today from her hospital bed.
Less lethargic, more lucid and responsive to questions.
Struggling with full sentences, but her phrases are sharp and to the point.
I love my little sister so much.
She is one tough cookie with a sweet and gooey inside, and she is going to make a full recovery; she’s a fighter!

Fighter

My sister is brave and strong;
Even while sedated––she resists being told what to do.
Her willpower is no joke.
But she’ll still laugh when she passes gas,
And scream my name when I force her to wear her oxygen.
I love her so much.
#Fighter

Faith and Family

Today my Faith was tested; I failed.
My sister is lying in a hospital bed, her body is weak.  Fever has rendered her incoherent and like families do, we took our fear out on each other.
Emotions run high, and unfortunately I said things I didn’t mean to say.
You can’t undo hurtful words––regardless of whether or not they are warranted.
I questioned God, not because my sister is ill, but because of my dads conviction that is in direct conflict of my belief.
Regardless, I love my dad and mom, and we all love my sister.  We have to do better to be kind, forgiving and Faithful.
Family is the most important thing to me, and I have to allow my actions to speak louder than my hurtful words.

Six Word Essay on the End of Summer Camp

I'm ready to get some sleep!

The Fabulous Life of a Dancer

The more you drink,
The fatter you get;
Plus it’s really hard to wake up in the morning!
How do you say “no” to fabulous events with dancers and choreographers from around the world?
Answer: You don’t––you drink more and worry about it once the festival ends.
#LifeOfADancer

Thank You

It’s a simple phrase, one which I’ve used a lot this week.
I’ve never felt such a genuine outpouring of support, praise, and admiration;
Teaching has always been something I’ve done as my “day job”.
It’s only now that I’m discovering that dancers and choreographers actually respect my approach to movement.
I’m overwhelmed with gratitude––when I wrote my book I had hoped that I might have an impact on someones dance career.
Working with dancers from around the world this week has single handedly reinvigorated my passion.
Thank you to all of the dancers, choreographers, and teachers who have reminded me that dance continues to be my pulse.
Let’s do this!

Tap Jam In A Barn

Building rhythms,
Feet moving with precision,
Surgeon like execution!
The barn was alive with jazz music, tap percussionists, food, and wine.
Dancers United to share their stories.

#Truth

After teaching full day of dance my body feels broken;
Regardless of how young I feel––I’m not twenty one anymore!

Just Dance

I’m always nervous working with new dancers.
You never know exactly what to expect.
Will they be talented?
Will they have technique?
Will they enjoy my choreography?
Will they learn something from me?
The minute I get into class, introduce myself and put the music on I relax and remember, oh right, they just love to dance as much as I do––that’s why they’re there.

Dance United

Nine countries,
Three hundred dancers and choreographers,
Music, laughter, cross-cultural conversation, food, and wine;
A brilliant way to unite the world.

This Is My Seat

If you don't care about your weight;

Why should I?

It's not my fault you don't fit in your seat—but you certainly don't get to take up half of mine.

#AmericanHealthCrisis #Obesity 

Fired

I've fired myself from creative writing.

Not because I have nothing to say—rather I'm too lazy to commit.

#DoBetter

Slacking

Two days without words;

Slacking on my goals.

My mind needs rest, but I'm still on the go.

There's no excuse—creativity never sleeps.

I can do better.

Day Off

Yoga
Pool
Starbucks
Movie
Repeat steps two and three;
[THEN]
Puppy cuddle time on the couch.

Just Keep Working.

When you focus on the work:
The end of the work day comes faster,
The results are greater,
And the opportunities for success are more abundant!

Skin and Bear It.

When I was in high school I spent hours in the bathroom following a strict skin care treatment plan in order to alleviate the sever acne triggered by closeted teenage stress.
As and adult I spend hours in the bathroom studying the lines in my face; I’ll take the lines over the acne any day!

Options:

A.) Enjoy every adventure, seek balance, and live in the moment.
B.) Live in fear, doubt everything, and worry about the future.
It’s a tough decision... But I think I’m going to strive for option “A”.

Screening

The excitement of meeting up with the cast and crew months later to watch the final product.
I'm full of nervous energy in anticipation of my performance on a big screen.
The first time my face pops up on screen, I relax.
It's so cool to see my ridiculous reaction right next to movie star Paul Rudd.
The years of hustling, hard work, and perseverance feel small next to my larger than life alter ego.
I love this business. It's important to acknowledged my feelings in moments like this; there's no telling when my next opportunity to shine will come, and I don't want to give up before it does.
Making it in Hollywood means never giving up.

Focus On The Work

Every overwhelming day starts with a list.
A concise plan which enable me to think clearly;
I begin with just one task.
As I continue to cross minuscule projects off the list,
I grow more confident in my progress and become conscious of my path.

Home Is Where The Heart Is... and a comfortable bed.

Sleeping in my own bed,
Priceless.
It’s fun to be on tour;
It’s more enjoyable to be at home.

The End Of The Road...

Six weeks, five cities, seven book signings, twenty different clothing combinations, thirty five hundred entries, countless plays of “Dear Future Husband”, enough pizza to build a bridge to Rome and back, more alcohol than water, glitter, confetti, hotel beds, hotel bars, Netflix, late night adventures on a golf course, and almost no sleep…
The time has finally come––our 2015 season has officially ended.
The only thing left to do is party on a yacht!

Remember:

You either make time,
Or you lose an opportunity!

Life Is An Adventure

Tonight I got lost on a golf course,
Danced with my crew,
Drank too much,
And walked into the wrong hotel room.
I can proudly report, I’m living an adventure.

Random Thought

People who complain can be annoying.

I'm not complaining, I'm just stating the truth.

Don't Judge A Book... Or A Person

I’m ready to admit when I wrong;
I judged a person based on others opinions.
My gram taught me when I was five years old, not to listen to what others say about a person; rather, form your own conclusion after spending time with them.
Following a candid conversation, I realize I made a mistake.
It happens about once every five years, so I might as well own up to it.

Life On Tour

Dancers travel in packs.
Like high school girls vying for Queen bitch.
Lining up at Southwest for our last national competition;
I’m so ready for a break from the #Drama.

Take Action

The most difficult challenge on tour is staying productive.
Either you work, or you don’t have work.
Stay focused.  Don’t be a perfectionist.
Get the job done and move on.
Life is short; take action!

I Need A Shower

A shower can change my entire outlook on life;
For example, when I got back to my hotel room I was cranky, bitter, smelly person who spent all day talking.
Now I’m refreshed and ready for a cocktail.
#HotWaterChangesLives

Deal With It

Some people are just born assholes;
You don’t always recognize them at first, well actually, yes you really do; the signs are there, you just ignore them.
Finally, their nasty personality and winning ego eventually get the best of you.
In that moment a switch goes off in my head that triggers me to ignore them with a huge smile.
That’s how I deal with it.

The Creative Process

Finding creative inspiration daily can be a daunting task.
I wake up each morning with the intent to grow as an artist, which often means spending hours online searching for inspiration.
On those lucky days where a politician has sparked outrage, an activist stirs emotion, or a celebrity is caught in a scandal I have plenty of motivation;
All the other days I’m stuck staring at the blank page (so to speak) for hours.
The point is that I remain focused on establishing creative habits.
The creative process is different for everyone, but the universal truth is if you don’t remain proactive your art will die a slow and bitter death.

Life on Tour

I’m an adventurist.
Never one to shy away from an unearthed path; I seek adrenaline in discovering new heights––personally and professionally.
Working on the road is has been an endless journey in self-awareness and evolution.
I’ve spent the past twenty years traveling for my job.
It’s sounds glamorous––hotels, exotic locations, new cultures, food, fancy parties, everything you imagine exists.
However the setbacks come a with a laundry list as well.
When I was in my early twenties I savored waking up in a new city ready to learn, I racked up the frequent flyer miles, too.
Experiencing the world on someone else’s dollar is not a bad way to earn a living.
I learned how to communicate in foreign languages, make the most of ten hours in a new city, get lost in a cathedral, pack a carry-on for a fifteen day trip, find the perfect cup of coffee, and socialize with strangers. My time on the road has been well spent.
Now in my late thirties, I’m running out of steam. Flying all night, public transportation, missing workouts, no time to meditate, eating poorly, drinking until all hours of the night, lumpy hotel beds, and long nights away from my husband and puppies is taking its toll.
I’m ready for a new adventure: Fatherhood.
I’m an artist and I will always seek out new opportunities that push me from my comfort zone.  It’s time to create something bigger than me.
I’m at the fork in the road, and ready to try a new path.

Options

Stand in the line that serpentines around terminal 7 for coffee from Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf? 

Or

Go without coffee on this 6 a.m. flight? 

I think you know my answer...

#Addicted 

Another Life Lesson

Despite your greatest effort and dedication;

Some days you just drop the ball.

Build a bridge and get over it.

#AnotherLifeLesson

Cartoon Thursday

If it wasn’t already complexity evident by my chosen profession;
I’m a grown up kid.
And because I work on the weekends, I have to find time for cartoon watching.
[Enter Netflix]
Scrolling through my cue:
Archer, American Dad, Family Guy, Scooby-Doo––get the picture?
Animation Nation.

LA Poem

Meetings, meetings, meetings;
And a pool.
Life in LA is always cool.
#CheesyPoem

Ikea: Food For Thought

I went to Ikea for some inexpensive frames,
And walked out with two turkey hotdogs, potatoes chips, and a soda;
There’s just something about cheap, Swedish meat.

Open Letter To An Annoying Starbucks Customer

Dear Cranky Starbucks Lady,

Thank you for your unsolicited insight; I don’t give a shit what you think.
P.S. Starting a conversation with, this is none of my business and I don’t care, but... Clearly means you care.

Sincerely,
That guy who ignored your request and smiled instead of telling you to F_ck Off!

Love and Marriage

Twelve years together;
Two years legally recognized by the state of California.
Now, officially acknowledge across the United States.
As a kid I dreamed of being married with children.
(I also dreamed of being rich and famous.) Both are a work in progress.
Earlier in my life I struggled to accept that I was gay, it meant giving up on a committed relationship and raising a family.
Thankfully (and at the exact right time in my life) I found a man who would inspire me, challenge me, support me, and validate me; all while making me laugh.
I believe in God for the very reason that He lead me to my dreams––despite the fact that they look a little different than the “normal” I grew up believing in.
Love comes in many different packages, mine although not perfect, is still the best gift I’ve ever received.

Guilty

When you’re laying on your couch watching a marathon of KeepIng Up With The Kardashian’s instead of writing.
Positive: I get to cuddle with my puppies and catch up on some much needed brain downtime.
Negative: It’s a beautiful day outside and I could be at our pool, or at the very least working on one of the forty creative projects I’d like to finish this century.
But life is short, and in an effort to strike a balance between overachieving and turning into a fat, lazy, couch-potato, I’m struggling to live in this moment; on the couch.

The RealiTV Is...

As an artist who sacrificed almost every waking hour from third grade through high school to train, study, and perform––so that I could spend my life as a performer, I’m embarrassed to admit:
I am addicted to Reality TV.
It’s mindless and outrageous content that makes me feel a little bit better about my life.
Jeff and I have spent the last five years mocking Reality TV with our digital short parodies, but since the launch of my book we’ve been too busy to produce more content, so I think I’m going through full withdrawal.
During the past six months on tour I’ve consumed more trashy, scandalous, Kardashianesque crap than ever before.
And the RealiTV is I’m just disgusted with myself.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to have a conversation with Bethenny.

Nightlife Early Flight

Long nights at a club,

Make early airport calls rough;

Thank God for coffee.

Irony

The industry I’m in requires me to maintain a “healthy” (bone thin) frame;
And every meeting, function, and event that I’m required to attend serves a ton of food!

Hotel Blues

Sleepless nights are rough;
Look for irritable days.
Only caffeine helps.

OVEReating.

I’m over eating!
No, seriously I’m overeating and I’ve reached a point where I can’t even look at food without getting sick.
I never thought I’d live to see this day.
Let the juice cleans begin!

The Perfect Storm

I’ve always heard that “luck” is when preparation meets opportunity.
After twenty years of nonstop hustling in the entertainment industry––I have a much better appreciation for the phrase.
The truth is no matter how much you prepare or how hard you work you can’t force the opportunity.
I’ve enjoyed my fair share of victories; similarly, I’ve experienced devastating setbacks.
I’m an all-or-nothing kind of guy, so I invest all of my emotion and creativity into every project with the hope of success.  In doing so, I can look back on a lifetime of fun adventures and mini-dreams coming true.
When I set out to write a book, I imagined it on bookshelves in Barnes & Noble. I had no idea how it would happen, but I focused on writing a story I’d want to read, and I didn’t worry about anything else.
My finished manuscript sat on a shelf (or rather a folder on my Mac) for two years before the opportunity to sell it came along.
There were a few false starts, but it wasn’t until my partner and I created forty digital short videos, three television pilots, and I was performing on a TV show that a publisher took interest.
It was the perfect storm. Preparation meeting opportunity.
When the student is ready, the teacher appears.
I have to remind myself of that every day.  We always want every project we invest in to be a raging success; it’s only when the creator and project are certain for success that the opportunity appears.

Chocolate Covered Rice Crispy Treats

Delicious, fatty, and completely unhealthy;

I'm enjoying every minute!

Wake Up Call

The moment you wake up from a comfortable sleep with passion and determination; the very same motivation that inspired your last big idea––finally after months of overeating, negative thinking, and lack of Faith.
It’s time!

Six Word Essay: Pool Day Off

Sitting guiltlessly soaking up the sun.

Cookies

My struggle with cookies goes something like this:
I don’t need it, so I’m not going to eat it.
Okay, just one.  It’s small and once I have the taste in my mouth I want crave it anymore.
[Five minutes later]
One more won’t hurt––I ate a light lunch and dinner is a few hours away.
[2 hours and a whole bag of cookies later]
I can’t believe I ate the whole bag of cookies and I’m still hungry.]
[After dinner]
I wish I had dessert!

Hustle, It's Your Day Off!

Today is my day off;
Which means I only have three conference calls,
Two classes,
15 emails,
and 4 social media posts to finish before I get to spend some time with friends at the pool.
Hustle, the life of an artist in the entertainment industry.

Yoga

You
Obviously
Gain
Awareness

Pep Talk

Some days you just need a good pep talk;
Remember:
Life is too short to give a shit what anyone else thinks.
Follow your passion and stay focused.
Face negative energy with a positive action.
Don’t give up!

Family Ties

The conversations I have with my sister now versus when we were growing up is night and day.
The fights, name calling, and competition has been replaced with love, respect, and support.
I feel blessed to have a friendship with such a strong woman.
I’m impressed with her wit and intelligence, and her ability to listen and offer thoughtful feedback is appreciated.
She knows me, accepts me, values me, and encourages me––which is inspiring from a little sister.
Our evolution has been a constant work in progress, and I’m grateful for her willingness to continue to build our relationship.
You can’t choose your family, but you can choose how to communicate with them; I’m lucky to have a sister who’s ready to participate!

#LoveWins

A rainbow sea of love and support;
I was reminded today that light and love win over fear and darkness.
As a teenager I struggled and ultimately condemned myself to live a lie.
Thankfully, over time and support from friends and family, I found the authentic me.
I had accepted that I could follow my dreams and love who I want; but would never be married.
Two years ago in California, I provide myself wrong––after 11 years of unconditional love, support, and creativity I was married to my best friend.
Today, everyone in this country, regardless of race, religion, or sexual orientation, can experience the joy and safety of equality.
Love is love and marriage is marriage.

Six Word Essay on Neighbors

I draw the line at sugar.

Motivated

Mind

Optimistic

Tireless 

Invested

Viscously

Active

Tenacious 

Engaged 

Discipline 

The Glamorous Life

Running on fumes.
Life on the road keeps me out of shape, eating poorly, and up too late.
I need to set boundaries.
I also need to scale back on some of the impossible goals I set for myself.
It’s a delicate balance, and right now, I’ve got to engage my center and pull up on a full relevé!

Dancer Body...

There’s not enough Advil in the world to relax my body.
Time for a long meditation, relaxing floor stretch, and a long hot bath.
#BodyAche

Book Signing

Nerves,
What if no one shows;
Ego vs. Faith.
I love talking to a group of people about the entertainment industry.
Friends come to support;
Small but mighty.
I have a book in Barnes & Noble;
I should consider that a victory.
Everything else is just icing on the cake.

Six Word Essay on Early Mornings.

Without my coffee I will rage!

Dance Life

Choreographing;
It’s what hotels were made for.
The dance life on tour!

Disney Coffee Taste Better...

Well, not really—but it should; 

I just spent $4.95 for an iced coffee.

No fancy business, just the beans!

The Mouse understands capitalism better than anyone else!

Selfish

People who still don't know how to proceed through the TSA line fall in the same category as those who think it's okay to get on an elevator before allowing people to get off.

#Selfish

Grateful

Reading from my book;

In a national bookstore.

Blessed, and so grateful.

Chores

I love doing laundry;

Primarily because it's a reminder that I have a washing machine in my home—which is huge.

I'm a grown up now.

Netflix

My favorite way to fall asleep:

Reruns of The West Wing on Netflix.

TV on demand, online!

Family Time

Early wake-up call;

I have to find time for my family.

A quick walk to Starbucks—two puppies and my bug.

These moments are the most important part of my day, and the greatest aspect of my life.

Two Dogs, One Lap.

The struggle is real;

The Shih Tzu wants to cuddle,

The Yorkie wants all the attention,

I want a blanket to keep me warm while I write my blog post.

Only one will win—right now the Yorkie is the princess in the lead!

A Day Late...

Some days you just can't get it all crossed off the list!

Shavasana

Laying in bed;

This is the kind of yoga I could do all day!

Floor Bed

Laying on a pile of down-filled blankets and pillows, cuddling with puppies watching movies;

An excellent way to spend a rainy day off!

Missed Opportunity?

#MakeUpPost
What could I have been up to on June 8th?
Lazy I guess.
Now I'm forced to write a post:
I never committed to creative writing in grade school;
It wasn't until I became and adult that I realized the value of free flowing thought.
Now, as I force myself to write this post (because I my OCD needs to see "365" posts) I'm reminded of why I hated writing in school––when you force it, it sucks!
But the post is done, never the less.

Six Word Essay on 5am Wake Up Calls

Pealing sleep out of my eyes.

Reflection

My emotions are on high alert;
I cried on an airplane for forty minutes last night.
There was no reason really––a song played on my iPhone, and I just started balling.
Flashbacks to childhood dreams lead to a self-evalutaion:
What I’ve achieved,
Who I’ve lost,
How much I’ve sacrificed.
I make choices that I believe will lead me to the best version of myself possible.
Only when I look back at the end of my life, will I know if it was all worth it.

Remember:

When you stop hating yourself––you start loving yourself;
And that’s the first step in succeeding in life.

Do You Hear Me?

Misunderstandings;
Some people hear you, some don’t.
Let go and move on!

Doggy Dreaming

Snuggled up in a warm bed;
Maybe I’ll get up for food, or maybe I’ll stay right here and stretch.
Long walks, lap time, and belly rubs.
Endless amounts of cookies and treats.
Someone who cleans up after my every move;
I wish I had my dogs life!

Let Go and Go Get It!

In an effort to reduce stress and enjoy a more balanced life,
I’ve decided I’m not going to rage today.
Yes, I want to go off on the lack of productivity I’ve received from people whom I entrusted with my career––but the simple truth remains;
NO ONE will ever work as hard as me on my behalf.
So, the negative energy is gone, and I’m ready to move on!
#LetGo&GoGetIt

Six Word Essay on Goals:

Endlessly trying to get shit done!

Life Goes On

Past the storm, calm waters.
Not much damage to report;
Bright skies lead the way.

Comment on my Day:

There isn't enough coffee in the world to make a fourteen hour day look easy.

Six Word Essay on Life

Every challenge provides opportunity for growth.

That's Life

The minute you allow yourself to feel excitement for getting caught up,
Something happens causing a three hundred dollar meltdown.
I should be used to it at this point, but I don’t think we’re ever prepared for the sudden punch to our gut!
That’s life... or so “they” say.

Broke Down

The feeling of having a nervous breakdown when your car stalls in the middle of rush hour.

A Day On Set

The enormous room,
A blank space for creating;
I love a soundstage!

Weekend Warrior

Work, promote, play!
I love a weekend where I get paid to have fun.
Critiquing dancers, signing books at Barnes & Noble,
And best of all––spending a fabulous evening with my aunt!
My life has been filled with laughter, love, adventure and encouragement in large part because of her, and I last night was no exception!
Thankfully not everything stays in Vegas... I’m bringing my light up hat and a few bucks back with me this trip!

The Glass is Spilling Over.

Expecting to be disappointed will guarantee a success at being disappointed.
Maintaining a positive outlook on life is not always easy, however it usually assures a more meaningful, joyous path to victory.
Setbacks, roadblocks, and negative people will prove frustrating––despite those obstacles we still have the opportunity to remain confident and trust in our optimistic point of view.
It might be perceived as naive, but I have no problem smiling while others are judging me.

Six Word Essay on my Body

I need to love it more!

Airport Starbucks

The line for Starbucks is always twice as long as the TSA.

Both are full of people who are cranky and never ready when their turn comes.

At least with Starbucks you get a jolt of caffeine...

All the TSA has ever given me was a really aggressive 3rd base!

Goodnight Moon

Stars are out,

The moon shines bright—I'm too tired to write,

So I'll just say goodnight.

Making An Artist

Passion.
Ambition.
Talent.
Hard work.
Relentless determination.
Fearlessness.
Faith.
Most of all, Faith.

Giving Back

My book tour continues.

Today I return to my roots;

The campus may have changed—but their mission is still the same:

Providing an impeccable education and challenging each artist to create at the highest level, in state-of-the-art facilities.

#OCSA

Loss

The pain of losing a loved one is deep and constant.
Rejoice in their memory;
Remember the times they made you laugh or touched your soul.
Find comfort in their peace and celebrate their life.
The pain will linger, but so will the love.

Sunday

Brunch.

Industry event.

Long walk with the puppies.

Family time on the couch.

Mad Men.

I love Sunday's at home.

LA Life

Photo shoot,
Conference call and a wedding.
It’s not a movie title––it’s just another day in LA.

It's A Living. ...and a coffee break.

My A-type personality never stops working whether I’m on the road, in an airport or at home, my head is constantly forcing me to be productive.
But my most of my best work happens at my office.
And by “office” I mean Starbucks.
It’s a strange part of my Gen-Y upbringing, either that, or the amount of time I spent in Starbucks while living in New York  (because my apartment was under 200 square feet).
I feel more connected and alive when I’m sitting next to a row of likeminded creators hacking away on their Mac’s––and the one random accountant on his PC (belly chuckle).

Deep Breath. Really Deep...

Even after meditation, deep breaths and a lot of journaling––sometimes you just have to say F_c$ it!
Is that email response or follow up phone call really going to make all the difference?
My brain says yes! Never miss an opportunity, but my heart and soul want balance.
So, I’m walking away from the computer, and I’m giving myself a forced day off.
Because life is short!

Work

The birds are chirping,

It's too early to wake up!

Time to make donuts.

Floor Bed

Cuddling on the floor with my family watching movies.

I am blessed.

Pep Talk

Occasionally I allow my inner demons to invade my creativity;

Slowly chipping away at my determination, passion, and spirit.

Nothing about the entertainment industry is easy. After nearly twenty years in this business, I can confidently say that nobody who succeeds does so without nonstop tenacity.

Enduring rejection, failure, and a barrage of negativity from every direction.

The challenge for me has always been to find a positive course of action and ignore the seemingly obvious facts.

It was much easier to convince myself to remain blissfully ignorant and optimistic in my twenties, nevertheless I continue to find hope.

It's not that I can't do something else with my life—I'm talented, motivated, and hard working.

There's a reason I was born with a creative passion, and I'm certain it was not to squash it out; why would I walk if I was born with wings to soar?

A Day of Rest

I’d like to say that I’m going to spend my unexpected day off having brunch with friends followed by a sunny beach day.
Instead, I’m going to make a fort in my living room and cuddle with my puppies while watching 90′s sitcoms on Netflix.
In life, you have to know when to relax.

The Power of a Choice

I have two choices:
Complain about the situation and expect it to change.
Or
Take charge of the situation and create positive change.

Smile

The ability to rise above the stress and remember that nothing ever comes from negative energy.

Smiling is a free drug!

Poolside

The sun is blinding; 

The turquoise water shimmers.

I need a cocktail!

Note To Self:

Dinner Parties are hard;

I need a staff!

With A Present Like Today...

Who cares about tomorrow?
Fleeting moments of clarity always arrive precisely when you need them most.
It’s so easy to become overwhelmed with the quest for continued success, that I miss opportunities to bathe in the accomplishment that surround me now.
The best birthday present I received this year, was one I gave myself; the gift of release.
Release the need to:
Do it all.
Keep lists.
Cross things off lists.
Predict the future.
Maintain a perfect body.
Deprive myself of guilty pleasures (in moderation).
It’s frightening to let go of the obsessive behavior that I connect to my success.
Will I still get things accomplished?  Will I be ready for the future?  Will I overlook an email and lose an opportunity?
No.  I believe I will enjoy the work in front of me. I will be more productive and I will be able to celebrate accomplishments as they happen.
More than anything, there will be less stress in my life and I will be able to find the balance I’ve been seeking for years.
My Faith reminds me that I will be where I need to be, when I need to be there.
What’s that quote? Today is always here––tomorrow, never!

It's My Birthday...

And I'll eat, drink, laugh, eat more and drink more if I want too!

I'll also probably be demanding and complain that I'm eating too much.

This childish behavior will most likely last for a week—and it started last week.

I blame my family for hosting a parade in my honor every year while I was growing up.

(The fact that the parade was actually the annual Blossom Day parade hosted by the city I grew up in, and my family "dedicated" it to me, explains my entire life.)

#DealWithIt! 

Ego

My confidence is like an iceberg; if the cap above water represents my confident exterior, the remainder below is my insecurity. 

Coffee

To go one day without coffee,

I could do it—I just don't want to.

Where else have I heard this?

Okay, perhaps I'm an addict! 

It could be worse, I don't think anyone has died of a coffee overdose.

Have they?

Six Word Essay on Dancers

Life is soaring through the air!

Day Off

Time with family;
A trip to the spa,
Walking through the sand on the beach,
Dinner with a sunset view at The Ivy.
#IReallyNeedThis

Man's Best Friend

Cozy and warm snuggling next to my puppies;
It’s hard to leave the peaceful slumber.
Especially when you realize the day will be full of annoying people.
I’ll enjoy another five minutes with my innocent, loving, furry family.

Working Day Off

Conference calls on my day off, feels like a trip to the emergency room while on vacation;
It’s annoying and unavoidable sometimes.

Choreography

I was convinced that the only way I could be happy was if I was performing.
However, after watching Rachel Platten execute the choreography I taught her while crushing her vocals at last nights Radio Disney Music Awards, my mind has been changed.
Rachel owned that stage like the star that she is, and I felt like I was soaring up there with her.
Dare I write this? It almost feels better to watch someone you’ve helped, shine!
She inspired millions, and I was a part of that.
So it really isn’t all about me?
I think I’m growing up.

Travel Day

Why do people wait until they've boarded an airplane to eat eat ethnic food?

The Creative Habit

Becoming a creative person is not something that just happens.
As far as I know, nobody came out of the womb with a paint brush, pointe shoe, musical instrument or reciting Shakespeare.
Creativity is a discipline. A process of learning how to take your passion and develop it into a craft that inspires emotion.
Creative people are focused, dedicated, hard working, overachievers who strive for new ideas and pushing boundaries.
The most effective way I’ve found to support my creative endeavors, is by staying focused on the habit of creating work.
It might not always be brilliant, but it will always lead to a more productive journey.

Work Work Work

What’s that saying, “many hands make less work?”
Wrong!
Regardless of how many people I have “working” on my behalf, I still feel like the only one getting anything accomplished.
I’m not complaining or bragging...
I’m begging for help!

Death & Taxes

I'd rather die;

Than see how much I owe in taxes.

Not really, but wow—what do we get for our taxes, seriously?!

Travel Day

When you take a Super Shuttle to save $5;

And the shuttle is twenty minutes late and has ten stops to make—that is rage!

Pilates

Painful
Irritating
Long lines
Ass engaged
Trembling
Exercise for a
Stronger core!

Book Signing: Come One, Come Ten...

I’m getting my message out there one book signing at a time!
Now, if I could only figure out a plan of attack to get more than twenty people at a time to show up.
In fact, I was hoping to have about one hundred people per event.
Is that too much to ask?
According to my manager, agent, publisher, publicist and the Barnes & Noble rep... Yes.
You’d think that if they were receiving a FREE dance class, workshop and evaluation dancers would be lined up in scores;
Apparently people don’t read anymore!

Random Thought Re: Food

I've decided that I'm not a foodie, I'm a fatty!

The Devil is Everywhere

Fighting to stay positive,

In a world full of negativity and insecurities.

Most will tell you why you won't succeed;

Few will encourage you to stay the course.

Find those people who energize you,

And shine your light bright—that's where God thrives!

Besties

When I was younger, I had a large circle of friends. 

As I got older, the circle grew smaller and I learned to distinguish between a friend and an acquaintance.

I have very few people who I consider true friends; who provide inspiration, unconditional love, support and endless side-splitting-snot-out-your-nose laughter.

I'm in Pittsburgh visiting my bestie, and in natural form I've almost peed my pants twice and received a dose of seriousness.

I love watching my friends evolve. I'm moved by the journey we've navigated, from our wild days in New York City, career highs and lows, marriage and dealing with adulthood.

I feel blessed to have friends whom I value as family (without the drama.)

Book Tour: Travel Day

My favorite thing about traveling is the TSA line.

Okay, not at all—but I'm trying to stay positive on my book tour;

And I am positive that the security line is always a joke.

Six Word Essay on Food:

Food is a substance I abuse.

Food-Fest Haiku

I can’t stop eating.
Delicious food is my drug.
i’m so fat right now!

Life On Tour

Travel days are rough.  I'm up too early, and I stay up too late.
Life on the road seems fun;
Until you're stuck there.

A Visit From Gram

I savored her embrace, gentle but firm;
I could smell her perfume and hear her laugh.
I even got to dance with her again.
It felt so real––I didn’t realize it was a dream until I woke up.
But at least I got to say goodbye.

Local Commercials: A Perk of Traveling

Watching local TV commercials is similar to attending a high school production of “Grease”: forced comedy, awkward chemistry between the cast and that girl who thinks they’re going to be discovered as the next Jennifer Lawrence.

Travel Day

Flying isn't the worst part;

It's the TSA line.

I wish I could wrinkle my nose Bewitched style and arrive at my desired destination.

Then again, if I was a witch I probably wouldn't be traveling for work, would I?

Spring Haiku

Laid back at the pool;

With alcohol, naturally.

Spring in LA rocks!

Fake It...

That terrible moment when you wake up to discover the ridiculously over-the-top incident that took place yesterday was NOT a dream.
Moving forward, walking on eggshells;
NO, that is not who I am.
So now, I have to “be” the asshole who pretends everything is normal.
Is this only Hollywood? Or does this shit happen in Nebraska, too?

How To Deal With Crazy.

Don't.

Yoga

A meditation;

Focus only on breathing.

Lifetime of release.

Jesus Christ Superstar

It was standing room only during mass today;
Who says God is not a Rockstar?
Obviously Christmas has become such a commercially celebrated holiday––for Christians and non-Christians alike;
Now if only we could remind practicing Christians that Easter is by far a more important day.
Lets compare:
Christmas, the birth of Jesus. Okay, well people are born EVERY day.
Easter, the resurrection of Jesus.  Yeah, you don’t see that every day do you?

The Puppy Waiting Game

The line at Starbucks is usually long;

My puppies sit in a chair waiting patiently.

Onlookers remark on how well trained they are—really they just know the cookies are in my pocket, but the only way the get them is if the save our table.

They're adorable.

I love my dogs like children.

I'm not crazy, I realize they're not human;

They're far too kind to be that!

Dr. Orders: Take Two Days Off and Call Me in The Morning

Sometimes I feel guilty for wanting to take a break from work,
Then I remember all of those wise (by wise I mean people in their sixties) leaders on TV share wisdom to their younger self:
“I would have told myself that it’s all going to be okay.” or “You don’t have to try so hard.” or “You’re going to need triple-bypass surgery on your heart if I don’t stop stressing out so much.”
I’m giving myself the weekend off.
Starting now!

Nonstop

I don’t know what’s worse:
Organizing my taxes, or cleaning our house?!
Thankfully, I finished both.
Now, can I please have a day off?!
#INeedToTakeABreak

Six Word Essay RE: Book Tour

I need to get some sleep! 

NYC Smile

A frown goes a long way;
A smile goes even further.
Negative energy spreads on the streets of New York;
But one smile lights up Times Square!

Note To Self:

Never visit NYC during Spring break.
A.) It might be Spring, but it’s still F_cking FREEEEZING;
B.) The streets are covered with annoying teenagers who act out scenes in their favorite NY movies––and yes, I realize I did that when I was their age, too.
But I don’t care. It’s a lot to deal with.

The Book Is Launched!

It’s official,
My book has been launched!

Six Word Essay on Shopping with Family in NYC:

Wish we were watching a musical. 

Dance Class at BDC

Preparation done;
Teaching class is an art forum.
Inspire and lead!

A NYC Day

Rehearsal.

Starbucks.

Conference call.

Choreography.

Radio Interview.

Dinner with friends.

All in a day in NYC!

#BookLaunch

890 Broadway

Just over ten years have passed.

I walk into the studio, my friend and her company dancers are rehearsing an emotionally charged, athletic dance;

It's as if time stood still.

The only noticeable difference is the beautiful evolution of creativity and confidence.

I love my friend.

#LifeOfAnArtist

Escape Negativity and Shine

I have two options:
Fear or Faith.
People can only disappoint you, when you give them the power to.
I need to ask for what I want (which I’m fairly good at) and then move on whether they help me or not (which I’m fairly bad at).
Life is too short to live in negativity.
So I must do whatever it takes to crawl out of the darkness and into the light.
Sometimes it’s hard to find the light switch, but it’s always worth it once you shine.

Stress

Stop
Trying;
Release,
Expel,
Smile,
Shine.

Note To Self:

People are mean.

There's nothing you can do about it.

Smile and let go.

Or be mean back, with a smile. 

Another Hotel...

Another almost comfortable (but still not your own) bed.
Watching television shows you would never watch at home.
It’s like you’re having an affair on your regularly scheduled programming.
#LifeOnTour

Weekend Getaway!

Friday traffic sucks;
Don’t people work anymore?
Weekend warrior!

The End of the Day and Nothing to Say

I spent too much time doing things that weren’t creative;
I forgot to share my words.
Not a great day.
Writing is key!

Six Word Essay on Preparing for a Fourteen Hour Day:

Not enough coffee in the world!

You Can('t) Do It All...

Remember that time I said, “there is plenty of time every day to do what you need to do...”
I stand corrected.
No matter how early I wake up, or how late I stay awake working––I can’t get it all done!
Who knew launching a book took so much time and energy?
Even with a publisher, agent, manager, two publicists and a group of very supportive friends, I still feel like overwhelmed.
#OCDpleaseWorkForMe!

Realization

I could never be an event planner.
Over the past three weeks I’ve been arranging the details of my official book launch (Sunday March 29th at Broadway Dance Center in NYC from 6-9PM) and I’m exhausted from the rejection.
As a performer who has been in the industry for over twenty years, I’m used to hearing “no”.
Generally, I can handle that because the odds are stacked against you in the first place.
However, when you invest time, energy, emotion and exploit every contact you know––and you still only have five confirmations?
Those are circumstances I’m not cool with.

Up And At It!

Once I'm awake, I can't go back to sleep;

Not even after a 14 hour day in the theater and a 4AM wake-up call!

So, now I'm getting my work done on an airplane on a Sunday.

#24/7

Life On Tour

Waking up in a new hotel room every weekend is what I imagine it’s like in the Twilight Zone––everything from the cheap, over-bleached sheets, to the poor water flow in the showers is vaguely familiar, but the furniture is arrange just different enough that you’ll stub your toe EVERY time you wake up in the middle of the night to go pee!

Caffeine Soak

Sitting in the sun,

Completely overheated;

Drowned me in Starbuck.

Six Word Essay on Dessert

Definitely worth the extra five pounds!

Counting Sheep

If I go to bed now, I can still get five hours of sleep.
But if I stay up working, I can cut my work-time in half tomorrow and take the afternoon off.
(Yeah right, I know I'll just find something else to do.)
It's time to stop typing words, and start counting sheep.

Day Off with Roseanne

Laying in bed watching reruns of Roseanne,
Really puts things into perspective:
The late 80's were hilarious.
Roseanne pushed boundaries,
My life is startlingly similar to a housewives,
I love taking the day off––even though I've got my laptop and I'm still answering emails, posting blogs and making things happen!

A Day Late..

I’m overloaded,
Overworked and need a break;
Yesterday’s post now…

Six Word Essay on Sunday

Sitting at Starbucks with my puppies!

Rise and Sun

I woke up early,
The birds aren't even chirping;
Ready for the sun!

Barnes & Noble: Shelved

I will elaborate on this moment when I can fully wrap my mind and heart around the feeling well enough to articulate a worthwhile essay;
In the meantime I will say that walking into a Barnes & Noble and seeing my book on a shelf next to Bob Fosse was overwhelming and incredibly exciting.
I spent the majority of my twenties in a Barnes & Noble, first in Chicago, then New York––reading, exploring, dreaming, scheming and growing as a person and artist.
This is a full-circle, HUGE event in my life.
I will never forget it!

Balancing: Good vs. Bad

Good: I took yoga.
Bad:  I ate a hamburger after.


Good: I accomplished all of my goals on the check list.
Bad: I started a new check list.

Good:  I stayed positive despite receiving unpleasant news.
Bad:  I didn't stay on-top of the situation in the first place.

Good:  I'm almost done with this blog post.
Bad:  I still don't feel good.

#BalanceIsHard

Note To Self:

Waking up before dawn,
Get's things done!

The Process

Setting goals is great,
But life is more than checklists;
Enjoy the journey.

Flying Stand-By

Is like saying yes to the 1st guy who asks you to prom, and then secretly puts "feelers" out for the dream date. i.e. The Captain of the Football Team!

Six Word Essay On NOT Being A Diva On Tour

I get up when I'm told.

Snow In Dallas?

A blanket of white,
The snowflakes are bigger here.
Dallas is shut down.

Another Airport

The shuttle is late,

The people are rude—cramming themselves to the front of the line,

And the TSA is out of control.

Just another day on the job!

Open Note To Haters

Allowing someone else's doubt to dictate my life isn't going to work for me.
I can't be concerned with your thoughts––I have plenty of my own thank you.

To Do Lists:

Crossing things off my "To Do" list always feels good;
Realizing once that happens, I have ten more things to do, doesn't.
It's like a vending machine––sure you buy the bag of chips, but the second the bag drops, another one is right there waiting.

Happy Hour

Because sometimes life is hard.

Life On Tour

4AM wake-up call: Gross.

TSA Pre-check: Not gross.

No line at Starbucks: Priceless.

Accomplished

It's early, and I didn't get an ounce of sleep last night.
I sit typing on my computer as a way of waking my brain and inspiring creativity.
It's not always intelligent or inspirational––but when I set goals, I get things accomplished.  No matter how insignificant they may seem.
Focused, steady, determined and balanced.

You CAN Do Everything!

When you're short on time,
You have to shine brighter!
Making the most of every situation––balanced and confident.
I always strive for excellence, even when I only have three minutes to achieve it.

Welcome To Portland

It's going to be a long night. 

#LifeOnTour

Winter In LA

Lounging by the pool-

Sun radiates the blue skies;

The hot tub's calling!

Random Observation

The earlier I wake up;
The more I feel I can complain.

Caution: Habits Are Forming

The year starts off with a bang;
Intentions are set and goals are met daily.

You find your pace,
A new routine is choreographed.

The dance becomes comfortable;
You start to relax into the groove.

Mid-way into the second song,
You realize you're behind the count.
It's too soon to lose the rhythm.

Be careful of the corners you cut while dancing;
Habits are forming.

5, 6, 7, 8 Write!

Give a dancer a count off and they take action.
Regardless of what it is, a dancer is ready and willing to attempt the challenge.
I'm sitting at my computer, staring at a blank page––working on my next book.
The problem isn't a lack of stories or where to begin; it's finding the time to do everything.
I pride myself on being exceptional at making lists and getting things done, but right now I feel overwhelmed with lists.
The walls in my office look like that cliché scene from any TV show or movie with the crazy serial-whatever who is tracking down alien-govenment conspiracy-missing children.
I always thought writer's block derived from a lack of creativity or inspiration, but now I'm pretty sure mine developed because it's so hard to block out any time for writing!
Which explains why I have so many notes on the wall (and my iPhone app) that say: write about "_____" when you have time.

When You're Annoyed...

You have two options:
Do something about it.
Or
Sit and complain.
Right now I'm enjoying what I call the "stewing" process––where I let the issue build up until I have to "do something about it."

Waking Up

Waking up without coffee is like shaving without cream;
If you don't want to be irritated or cut, I wouldn't recommend it!

Travel Day

When traveling to a cold climate from a beautiful balmy location;
Bring a warm coat, a beanie and a positive attitude:
I'm positive I'd rather be at the beach.

The Beauty of Aging

When people would piss me off in my twenties;
I reacted instantly with a sharp tongue that was more emotionally damaging than a brutal attack in a lions cage at a zoo.
When people piss me off in my thirties;
I take a deep breath, and decide if I want to invest the emotionally energy in giving a shit about their sad pathetic insecurities.  Then I calmly respond with one short sentence:
I'm sorry you feel that way, I disagree with your stance so let's call it a tie.

I'm Up!

Waking up is either the easiest or hardest part of my day.
It's one of the only "black or whites" in my life;
I don't know how I can wake up at 6AM on a Monday and feel like I'm on top of the world––and by Wednesday I want to commit a felony crime against my alarm clock!
But here I sit at my computer screen, trying to be creative...
My fingers are typing through the motions, and my brain is like, "does any of this even make sense?"  Meanwhile, I really don't care.
I'm just thrilled that I didn't stay in bed like the lazy, lump I want to be;
I got up and I'm ready to be me!

Release

Release-
Let go.
Faith.

My Grammy Rant

Madonna is no longer an innovator––she is a cliché.
#NotHelpingWomen #PerpetuatingTheSterotypeSheCreated

YoGaOT To Compare...

The sweat gushes into my eyes as I make my way from warrior three back to one leg-mountain pose.  My standing leg is on fire and my foot feels like I spent three weeks hiking through the wilderness in a pair of boots that were a size too small.  The room is 90 degrees and we're only half way through the practice.
It feels like torture, and I love it!
Just when it feels like my leg is going to melt, the yogi encourages us to continue to breath through it––or not.
Wait, what?
She continues, "...Yoga is not about accomplishing a pose.  Yoga is you. There is no right or wrong. Don't compare yourself to anyone else in the room.  Accept where you're at and if you can't breath through it, drop down to child's pose and let it go."
Really?!
That's my problem with society now, we're afraid to compete with one another. If something feels uncomfortable we give up.  We've become so brainwashed to believe that it's okay to accept mediocracy.
I get it, yoga is a zen thing...
I practice to better myself.  To become more evolved: mentally, spiritually, emotionally and physically.  Remind me how that's supposed to happen without pushing myself?  Which by the way, involves having a point of contact to compare my success.
I'm just saying...
Namaste!

Life Lesson No. "Who's Keeping Track?!"

I will continue to set goals that are inline with my dreams;
Leaving room for the surprises that shape my life.
Every twist and turn on my journey creates growth, opportunity and adventure.
There is nothing I cannot overcome with Faith, hard work, creativity, laughter and fearlessness.
Life is too short to live any other way.

After Yoga––Low Energy

At some point, I'm going to have to shower off the yoga and dress for success.
It's Friday and I've got a world to conquer!
As soon as I check Facebook one more time...

Addicted To The Internet

Hi, my name is Matthew.
I'm on my computer more than I'm in my bed.
I don't feel good about that––but I'm afraid to change.
What happens if I don't post a status update every two hours,
Or share my latest Instagram pic,
Even worse, what if I miss an important email with a job offer that I only have ten minutes to respond to?
The fear is real, the addiction is true.
I think it's time to unplug for a few days!

Six Word Essay on Customer Service

There is no such thing anymore.

Yoga

It's a zen thing.

You won't get it until you get downdog!

Motivated Monday!

February's here,
Mondays are a blank canvas;
I just need some paint!

America's Favorite Holiday...

Is not Christmas, Easter or even Independence Day––it's The Super Bowl.
I wouldn't be surprised if more people prayed today than on any other day.
I"m joking.  But not really.

Dark Chocolate

Rich, bold and heart-healthy.

The decadent sweet treat melts in my mouth.

This is not helping my lose weight!

Six Word Essay on Therapy

Get puppies; they're cheaper and softer.

No Seriously, It's Time To Do Something!

Worrying about the future is pointless;
Worrying about the extra five pounds of blubber I'm carrying around my waist on the other hand is something that needs addressed ASAP!
Seriously in need of FOOD detox.

Waking Up Before The Birds

The sun isn't up,
The sky is dark,
No traffic on the road,
And the rooster hasn't crowed;
It's just me with my thoughts and dreams.
They are still safe and I'm full of hope,
The harsh realities of life will kick in soon enough––but for now, I'm going to soak up my Faith.

The War on Customer Service

I have never negotiated with a terrorist; after dealing with AT&T I imagine I'm ready for almost any hostile situation.

Good Morning Yoga

Getting downward, dog.
Waking up this early sucks;
Start the day healthy!

Wake Up Call

NO, seriously––your pants are so tight you can't even button them!
Enough is enough.  The tree is down, the holidays are over;
Time to reduce the waist line.
For real.  Say "no" to In & Out Burger...
It's time to get healthy again!

It's All About The Money... Not really, but today it is.

Getting out of debt is fun!
Is what I have to tell myself every morning I have to wake up at 5AM to go to work.
Staying out of debt is even more fun!
Is what I need to remind myself every time I plan a trip to Hawaii.
Thankfully, I get to work in a profession I love––if only I didn't have to be up at the butt-crack of dawn.

Random Thought

Watching my puppies lounge around the house surrounded with bones, toys and cozy beds really gets me thinking...
God, it's good to be a dog.
Unless you're one of those dogs at a kill shelter; then it would really suck.

So UnZen!

My Zen was lost when the girl next to me rolled out her filthy yoga mat; honestly, it smelled like dirty feet and blue cheese!
Every downward dog was like fighting back an upward projectile vomit!

This Can't Weight

Seriously,
The Holidays are over but I'm still caring around a Christmas package;
Six pounds of goodies around my belly, back and face to be exact!
I noticed our neighbors still have their Christmas tree up, it's January 21st––seriously take down the tree, and take off the weight!
Okay, I'm glad I had this pep talk with myself.
Carry on.

Wine—Not?

So much for detox.

A bottle of wine, will wine;

Worth it every time!

Friendly Reminder to Myself RE: The Holidays

The Holidays are over;
It's time reduce the food intake.
Say "no" to the dessert!

The Golden Girls

It doesn't matter where I'm at or what time of day––if The Golden Girls are on TV, I have to watch.
My favorite viewing place is a hotel room (similar to the room I'm in now) because I never feel guilty spending hours laying in bed laughing with my friends.
The Golden Girls to the gays is like anything on ESPN to guys.
I've seen every episode at least three times, but just like a conversation with my gram, I find new wisdom and humor each time.
Thank you Hallmark for being a friend.
Whether you like it or not, you're making gay men everywhere smile.

(Another) Six Word Essay on Airports

People who don't share seats, suck!

#OscarsSoWhite

Is trending on Twitter right now.
I'm confused––are we supposed to honor and salute people based on their race, religion or sexual orientation versus their talent, ability or performance?
I understand that people get frustrated at the lack of diversity.  It's an undeniable reality of the world we live in, even still in the 21st century.
There is important, quality work being produced everywhere which celebrates every walk of life––perhaps if we focus our attention on that creative energy and "tweet" or get loud from a positive point of view, more people will listen and take note.
I just don't understand perpetuating negative.  It's been a long time since I had a math class, but two negatives do not equal a positive, right?

Life of An Actor

Wake up early to get my journaling, creative writing, meditation and a workout in.
Off to the "day job" (which I must admit, I'm so grateful it's not in the retail or food industry).  #Choreographer
Then back on set! Which is my favorite place in the world to be, even if it means sitting in dirt until they call action.
#LifeOfAnActor

Priceless

Seeing your name on a callsheet next to an A-List actress fresh off an awards show high...
Priceless!
I love my job.

Inspiration or Not...

Some days the inspiration flows like beer at the Super Bowl;
Other times, it's as tough as a steak at Sizzler to dream up a topic.
The point of a daily creative writing, is to maintain the focus and habit.
So here I sit at my computer without a clue as to what I'm talking about.
Rambling senselessly like many of the winners of last nights Golden Globe awards.
Perhaps that is why I'm without a spark––aside from Tina and Amy's perfectly timed dazzling display of wit, snark and intelligence.  The show was boring and uninspired.
Proving that everybody has "off days"  even in Hollywood.

The Golden Globes

It's the official kickoff of the Gay season!
Hollywood's hottest A-list stars walk the red carpet;
Diamonds, sequins and stilettos––and that's just for Ryan Seacrest.
The rest of the divas are all in their hotel rooms surrounded by stylists.
Who will win?
Who will lose?
Who will get too drunk and act like a total ass?
I can't wait to find out.
Let the fashion, speeches and closeted men pretending to be straight begin!

Rainy Days

Dark grey skies,
Wet soggy feet;
Movies on Netflix while cuddling with the puppies.
Sometimes the rain in LA doesn't bother me––but the sun better come out tomorrow!

Let It Go

Not the song,
The bitch who almost ran over my foot and nearly killed my dog this morning.
And then blamed me for walking my dogs.
You can hit-and-run, but I. Will. Find. You.

Missed Opportunity?

So early in the year––
Who was I to miss this chance to be creative?
Now I cram to find the words.
Another reminder to be present in each moment, and take time to finish goals.
#MakeUpPost