
I hope you will come celebrate with me!


I lie here on my pink puffy bed in my pink silky pajamas, or pink flannel depending on my mood (the only thing you can bank on is that there will be chocolate smeared somewhere on my attire), with my pink feathered pen, writing my most delicious daydreams. Funny? Sometimes. Scandalous? Hopefully. Inspiring? Perhaps. Full of love? Always.
Welcome to my World.
To be totally honest, I don’t really like Star Wars. In fact, I’ve never even seen it. Robots and light sabers not being very appealing to me. George however, loves it. And he has taken great delight in putting a photo of the main character on my cell phone-C3PO, R2D2, Princess Leia, Chewbacca, Luke–you get the idea. On top of that, he turned my phone ring into the sound of shooting asteroids, promptly followed by C3PO shouting something about being…
If I was a Love Goddess, my precious necklace would be made up of a string of magical moments, experiences that I will treasure forever, that can never be taken, lost or stolen, or dropped in the sea…
This article by Michael Gerson was so beautifully written it made me cry! He writes about the heartbreak of dropping his child off at college. I have felt this heartbreak so many times with my own children–and they’re only 7 and 9! I call it the “cruel dialectic of parenting.” Creating and raising these little beings I love so deeply and profoundly– I want to keep them in my arms forever, to protect them from pain and hurt, to make…
Can dancing actually change the brain? Make you smarter? Heal broken hearts and act as therapy for cancer patients? The research says YES!
“Belly dance is an excellent form of prenatal conditioning.”
Was I hearing correctly? Was my OB/GYN telling me that one of the most beneficial exercises I could do for my pregnancy was belly dance– an exercise done barefoot wearing shimmering silks and velvets; an exercise that is fun, sensual, toning, and inherently celebrates fertility and pregnancy? No sneakers, no scary metal equipment…sign me up!
Right now, tonight, on this moonlit night, I am dreaming of trains, and specifically the luxury train to end all trains: the Orient Express. I took my teens last summer and we aspired to create our own Golden Age of Travel…