I’m wearing a plain t-shirt and baggy shorts, Korean spa-style waiting for my treatment with Dr. Hata. Tikkun Holistic Spa is a serene oasis, offering not only lovely massages, facials and scrubs, but holistic treatments operating on a different level, energetically. I’m into this stuff. On my spiritual path, I went from being a skeptic, to finding energy work to be a very enriching, healing experience. I had visited Tikkun earlier to shoot video with Rachel from Club Momme and Jamie from I’m Not The Babysitter, (coming soon!) but didn’t get a treatment myself. Tikkun owner, Niki, told me I absolutely had to try Dr. Hata. Very little was described to me, other than that I would love it.
When I first heard of Hello Kitty Con, I was ecstatic. Just a year younger than me, Hello Kitty has been a constant presence in my life. Birthdays were marked by rainbow Sanrio bags adorned with tiny trinkets, like a stamp, bell or eraser. My Aunties would give me the best gifts: diaries, stationery kits, colored pens and pencil cases. For my first home, I bought a Hello Kitty Toaster Oven. (still cooking- 15 years later!) My family bought me a Hello Kitty beach cruiser as a bridal shower gift. She’s my homegirl. My mascot. And now, my spirit animal?
On my recent retreat to Peru, where I would least expect to see her, there she was. Her first appearance: a restaurant in Lima. A couple celebrated their anniversary next to me with this cake.
On the retreat, a serious, shy woman from Canada, who didn’t seem to have much in common with me, giggled like a little girl when we connected over our love for the flamenco dress-wearing Hello Kitty charm hanging off her phone case.
The next day, we took a boat trip down the river to a local village, meeting artisans from the Shipibo tribe. The tiny village had cinder block walls mixed with clapboard and dirt roads. There she was again, waving to me from a t-shirt hanging on a clothesline.
In the middle of the Amazon jungle, I’m contemplating my spiritual connection with the universe, when it occurs to me: What if my god, spiritual guide, Read more →
Freelancing can be rough… but it can also be beautiful. If you let it. My usual mode on days where I’ve been given the “gift of time” is to hustle as hard as I can. Drumming up new work, finishing old projects, learning new skills, networking, prepping….I usually feel guilty if I take time for myself to do anything except a workout, and a little internet shopping. But some days, you just gotta say f*ck it. It’s okay to play hooky, in fact it might just be the most important thing I have to do today.
My good friend Tara, who blogs about self-empowerment through dance, threw a little mid-week birthday celebration at the swanky Four Seasons Westlake Village, just outside of LA. I admire Tara, because she is so present and alive and isn’t afraid to treat herself well. We talk all the time about having faith that if you jump, the net will just appear, but it seems easier for her and other people than for me. I’m still working on not feeling guilty to treat myself well.
What would happen if for a few hours today I hung with my girlfriends instead of behind my computer screen? My main hesitations regarding money and productivity are illusions created by an anxious mind. So just for today, I put my penny pinchy hesitations aside and said yes. Yes, I’m in. Yes, I’ll hang by the pool today. Yes, I’ll be a lady who lunches. And pays way too much for a pedicure. And YES, that sounds like just what needs to be done today.
Edge Performing Arts Center opened its doors yesterday to a ground floor, light-filled, brand-spanking-new studio. (4 studios, to be precise) Excited to take my first class in the new space, walking through those doors felt more like a homecoming, than a grand opening. Familiar faces were everywhere- generations of professional dancers, from ones I looked up to on my first big job, to the crew I took 15 classes a week with when we were Edge scholarships, to the ones I’ve shared early morning call times and folding chairs with on set, to the newest of the newbie kiddos who’ve just moved to town. I love this community.
2. Because of aforementioned love for food, I try to eat healthy.
3. If I’m gonna eat healthy, it’s gotta be tasty. Non-negotiable. Zero tolerance for cardboard or fake lo-cal substitutions.
Billed as a “modern Lebanese kitchen” Urban Garden is my newest find, fulfilling all requirements, serving up vegan, gluten-free, organic options for a fast, casual, and very tasty lunch, that won’t leave me needing a nap. Created by the team behind the Bowery, ingredients are locally-sourced, high quality and authentic to Chef Abou-Daoud’s family recipes.