I Love Ya, Tomorrow.

Dear Readers, I feel I must thank you for your gentle words of concern, but perhaps also remind you that this little universe here, this corner we call Schnooville, is a place to filter out the contents of my wee noggin. Some days feel like the be all and end all. Then, we settle into an evening of quiet talking, snuggling on the couch and watching Deadwood after a ceremonial shot of Jack Daniels. For those of you who have been following for a while, you’ll know that my domestic life is unique, and sometimes when you are living without…

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Nine Lives

I’m a lion, I’m a cat, and I’m a fire dragon. I credit these things for my ability to mostly bounce back from whatever life might toss in my direction. I’m good with things like hope, most of the time. Today, I feel like I’m on the precipice again. Looking up, and looking way, way down. If I step off, I’m sure to plummet, but there’s always the possibility that somewhere down there, through the fog and haze, is a fluffy clearing where I will land softly and beautifully, and triumphant. How does one gather the nerve to step off…

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Ahhhh….

I’m tucked away in the bowels of the Lower Ossington Theatre watching beautiful adults gyrate on each other and I feel like myself again. Sentences like this are what separates me from the rest of the pack, I think. Tonight is our first rehearsal for Les Coquettes’ first Valentine’s Day show which we are calling “Love Story”. It’s our first appearance at Lower Ossington. It will be a new audience, and because it’s the holiday made for love, we want to put our best feet forward. Allison Villa is an amazing choreographer. We’re working on her solo, which is the…

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Embrace Tiger, Return to Mountain

Despite this clear, sunny, temperate day I feel very small and very uncertain. Yes, I look forward to starting rehearsals tonight for our Valentine’s day extravaganza. True I have lots of exciting professional stuff going on. Overall, I have lots to feel humble about. Brain and gut are tapping me on the shoulder though. When I turn to address them, brain has her arms crossed and she’s shaking her head at me. Gut has his eyes down cast and is shuffling his feet. When he can’t look me in the eye, I get very uneasy indeed. It’s the kind of…

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Love letter to a lady

Darling bright-eyed woman, Have you made any resolutions yet at the start of this new year? If you have not, may I suggest something to you? I watch you every day. I see how much you give of yourself to everyone around you, tirelessly it seems, and I admire this so much. I wonder though if there is enough to kindle the fire within you? The resolution I would like to suggest, as someone who loves you from your soul to your toes, is to challenge yourself to set aside time at least once a week to do something entirely…

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