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Tag: New York City

  • Learning to Be Still in a Hurricane

    What we are being asked to do–to remain still in the terror of this scenario–is no easy task. In Buddhist writing, it is one of the most universal challenges. How do we let each new moment wash over us and not judge our response to it? How do we not transform panic into online anger,…

  • Anatomy of a Weird Day

    This is going to be a bit of a weird post for me.  Then again, yesterday was a pretty weird day.  And I can’t really put my finger on why.  Nothing wild happened.  It was just odd–as in, something significant, however small, happened in each step of the afternoon.  So I’m going to write about it.…

  • I Love New York, But I May Never Be A Good New Yorker

    After years of trying to block this out, I have accepted that the life of a true New Yorker may never be for me. We moved after several years, though we both go in nearly every day for work or class. It’s a smaller part of my life now, and I have become a significantly…

  • If the Whole World Took an Acting Class

    As an actor, I have spent my fair share of time laying on the floor and barking at the ceiling.  Okay, I’m not barking, per se, I am sending my voice through the space from the top of my head.  I have sat on the backs of classmates and been sat on by teachers, all for…

  • Motivational Plant Metaphors

    Last week, I signed up to water our school garden.  The science department has a super impressive situation out back, with cherry tomatoes, zucchini, eggplant, and about five planters of herbs.  I don’t know a whole lot about gardening, the extent of my knowledge comes from helping my mom drop seeds into our backyard when…

  • Childhood Dreams of Growing Up

    Way back in high school, when the “reach for the stars” talks started turning into “where do you see yourself in five years?” talks, my friends are I started chatting more bluntly about our artistic dreams.  I always knew I wanted to be an actor, it was encouraged before I was even born.  My mother directed shows while she…

  • It’s Let It Go Tuesday!

    I do NOT enjoy writing negative blog posts.  But I do reserve these moments for when it is sadly the healthiest option to get these thoughts out of my relentlessly badgering brain.  And when I blog, the opportunity for snarky headers, structured paragraphs, and a happy-go-lucky conclusion actually helps me work through my anger.  Because I…

  • Maybe there will be Manhattans

    The other day I got really excited about having garbage bags.  I needed to switch out the garbage and became, perhaps irrationally, thankful that we had our act together to own…garbage bags.  So at some point recently, we had the money to buy something in bulk before we moved.  And it reminds me that the days of: “Oh…

  • Two Dollar Last Chance Mums

    I saved a plant yesterday. I went to Pathmark near our new apartment during a particular grumpy morning.  Don’t get me wrong, I’ve been thrilled about our new town so far, especially the fulfilling job that doesn’t involve body-checking people on the Path train, fantastic friends nearby, and best of all- a porch to sit on.  And yet, I…

  • Some Hope for Our Brains on a Slushy Day

    The Grumpy Part of the Blog Post I don’t know about anyone else, but I feel the city is struggling today.  The 6 inches of slush aren’t helping and I’m assuming a good deal of us were up later lamenting or celebrating the Patriots catching a lucky interception. Whatever it is though, the city is iced…