Nuggets of Fun with Squishy Stuff in the Middle

Where the hell have I been? Has anyone seen ZigZag? Last I saw her she was pumping iron at bootcamp and jumping through rings of fire while simultaneously chugging a tequila.  I think someone even spotted her in New York City and (dare I say) at Burning Man!

Oh wait. Here I am.

As for Burning Man,  I told you once and I'll tell you again, I'm not going to Burning Man. Not me. Never. I hate that place. It's too dusty. And hot. And I don't get along with the freaks. For cryin' out loud people are naked in that desert. Naked!? Who the hell gets naked anymore? I thought we all agreed to stay clothed until the apocalypse.

Okay, it's true. I went to Burning Man. I begged not to, but the playa whispered in my ear and as any good brainwashed cult member would do, I went.

But actually I went a lot of places this summer, not just Burning Man.  I traveled into the calm joy of starting a garden and watched tomatoes turn red from the brown of the earth. I cut my knees jumping over dried tree stumps in 10K scrambles, and traversed rivers and raced up mudslides. I dove deep into my heart and found it pumping love even though it's still squishy and fragile. I re-learned how to say yes to the right things, while at the same time remembered how to say no to the wrong things (mostly).

It was arguably one of the best summers of my life, yet I'm still haunted by my last goal of the year... the need to write a book. Any book. What gives? I've reached so many awesome goals this year, (Hawaii, New York, getting closer to my mother, poems published, back in shape, hired my own life coach, opened my heart to magic, performed at open mics and started my own poetry/music event called Aural Pleasure)  but I have not finished a book. Isn't it funny how we kick ourselves in the ass for things we haven't done, but forget all the good things we have done?

My challenge: I have too many ideas. I've started a handful of books, but have completed none. Here are my questions: do I write a novel based on true events about my unique love life and my amazing relationship with my father? Or do I write a coaching book about relationships, dating, and how to handle love-life in the 21st century? What about the awesome book about my process on tapping into intuition? And lets not forget the book about how relationships never fail, they only transform..... What on earth do I focus on now that it's almost fall and I'm able to sit still?

I'm as curious as you are to see how this all unfolds. As a life coach and a writer I am still perplexed about my own blocks and insecurities. I'm honored to share this process with you and I look forward to battling a few more demons. As Leighton Kelly says, "I was born to be cut by paper dolls and to bleed is the reward of being alive. After all, you can paint with blood, not with water. What can you do? It's fucking life and for better or worse its the only game in town." 

 

This is the reason I went to Burning Man this year. And it was awesome. Thank You Shazam!!

 

This woman wrestled me to the ground in her Tigger pajamas while I was in my Panda Suit. I wish I had it on film.

 

RAWK!! Titanium is anything but a Spectator. Super fun causing trouble with him.

  

Me and my dad's memorial . xoxo

I miss him.  

For as much as I resist, this is the place that makes life feel like heaven.

Me and Susan looking innocent in white. Don't be fooled.

The Beautiful Temple Burn.

 

 

Mayhem on Art Cars. xox

Growing a garden was one of the best experiences of my life. And that's saying a lot.

 

Brad is too cool. I hope to be half as cool as him when I grow up.

My sister London! xoxo

 

GIna Gina Gina!!! She keeps me running and smiling!

The Rickster....a brother from another mother.

 

More Open Mics! I feel so alive behind a microphone. Phallic? Nah.

Bring It On!

Comments

[Jen G]

Sheesh!!! Finally a new blog!! I've been waiting and waiting!! LOL!! Did I ever tell you I have the same cat wig? I bought one for a cheshire cat costume - mine is gray!

Glad to hear you had a great summer, enjoying life's blessings! We are back to school here - Michael a senior at EWU (music, jazz comp), Tanner a freshman at WSU (Chem Engineering) and Shannon in 7th grade!

I vote for the book about true events, your father and your life experiences. Sets it apart from the relationship/life-coaching books, because you are truly unique! :) xoxo

[Rae Jones]

First of all, you look amazing!

Second, just like any other first in life, the first book is always the ______ (insert any or all of the following here: hardest, scariest, most beautiful, hurts the worst) and yet, it gives the most intense pleasure. it is the hardest - by far, and yet, once it is done, you look back and think "gosh, that was easy, I could do that again" and you do. So, don't worry about WHAT to write first, just keep writing. Your writing will guide you. Your heart will guide you. The Universe will guide you.
And remember.....
Only when you slice your soul open and let it bleed and bleed and bleed will you finally see your passion.
Love you till it hurts.
<3