23rd August 2014

One favorite way of exercising my intuition is walking into a bookstore, tuning into my body to see where she feels drawn, grabbing a book and opening it the page that feels right. This was my message yesterday, from Sir Ken Robinson’s book, “The Element.” (at McNally Jackson Books) One favorite way of exercising my intuition is walking into a bookstore, tuning into my body to see where she feels drawn, grabbing a book and opening it the page that feels right. This was my message yesterday, from Sir Ken Robinson’s book, “The Element.” (at McNally Jackson Books)

One favorite way of exercising my intuition is walking into a bookstore, tuning into my body to see where she feels drawn, grabbing a book and opening it the page that feels right. This was my message yesterday, from Sir Ken Robinson’s book, “The Element.” (at McNally Jackson Books)

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21st August 2014

A question I find far more powerful than “What do I want to gain?” is “What do I want to give?”

An emphasis on gaining speaks to that which is outside of us: money, approval, credibility, power, traction.

Whereas, an emphasis on giving speaks to that which is alive within us: love, light, passion, vulnerability, our fully expressed selves.

I use this question as a check-in and guide, to reflect on how and where I’m evolving, and to ensure my actions align with my intentions. (at Two Hands) A question I find far more powerful than “What do I want to gain?” is “What do I want to give?”

An emphasis on gaining speaks to that which is outside of us: money, approval, credibility, power, traction.

Whereas, an emphasis on giving speaks to that which is alive within us: love, light, passion, vulnerability, our fully expressed selves.

I use this question as a check-in and guide, to reflect on how and where I’m evolving, and to ensure my actions align with my intentions. (at Two Hands)

A question I find far more powerful than “What do I want to gain?” is “What do I want to give?”

An emphasis on gaining speaks to that which is outside of us: money, approval, credibility, power, traction.

Whereas, an emphasis on giving speaks to that which is alive within us: love, light, passion, vulnerability, our fully expressed selves.

I use this question as a check-in and guide, to reflect on how and where I’m evolving, and to ensure my actions align with my intentions. (at Two Hands)

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18th August 2014

His balance swayed. His consciousness faded. His knees buckled. Before I could fathom what was happening, he was on the floor of the bathroom. His entire body shook and his eyes rolled into the back of his head.

Heart attack? Seizure? Low blood pressure? Fainting? I didn’t know what was happening, and it all happened so quickly that I didn’t have time to think.

I screamed. My entire body shook. I burst into hysterics.

"Farhad!!!!!" I yelled. "Farhad!!!!!"

Tears poured down my face.

By the second scream, he snapped out of it. His eyes darted around the room, as if he didn’t know how or why he got there. His and my eyes connected, and his face reflected the ghostly shade of white across mine. We broke down. Hard. Short of breath and frightened, but together and holding each other this time.

This was the scene last night. It was in the early morning, many hours after Farhad threw out his back. He was unable to walk, and barely able to move. We attempted to make it to the bathroom, but the pain was too high to bear. His body shut down.

As we checked in with doctors, one of whom thankfully happened to be staying with us, and tucked him back into bed, a rush of emotions flowed through me. It was just earlier that I shared with a friend my debilitating fear of something happening to him. And here I was now, confronted with that possibility.

I kissed his forehead, his cheek, his eye, his chest, his shoulder, his arm… grateful that he didn’t hit his head on the glass wall. Grateful that he quickly snapped out of it. Grateful that he was falling fast asleep. Hopeful that we would wake up tomorrow with the scare behind us.

Hours later, my mind calmed and my eyes felt heavy. My hand held his tightly as every ounce of me sent love and healing to the man I love deeply.

"This is what love is all about," is the last thought I remember before falling asleep. "And no moment can ever be taken for granted." (at DUMBO, Brooklyn) His balance swayed. His consciousness faded. His knees buckled. Before I could fathom what was happening, he was on the floor of the bathroom. His entire body shook and his eyes rolled into the back of his head.

Heart attack? Seizure? Low blood pressure? Fainting? I didn’t know what was happening, and it all happened so quickly that I didn’t have time to think.

I screamed. My entire body shook. I burst into hysterics.

"Farhad!!!!!" I yelled. "Farhad!!!!!"

Tears poured down my face.

By the second scream, he snapped out of it. His eyes darted around the room, as if he didn’t know how or why he got there. His and my eyes connected, and his face reflected the ghostly shade of white across mine. We broke down. Hard. Short of breath and frightened, but together and holding each other this time.

This was the scene last night. It was in the early morning, many hours after Farhad threw out his back. He was unable to walk, and barely able to move. We attempted to make it to the bathroom, but the pain was too high to bear. His body shut down.

As we checked in with doctors, one of whom thankfully happened to be staying with us, and tucked him back into bed, a rush of emotions flowed through me. It was just earlier that I shared with a friend my debilitating fear of something happening to him. And here I was now, confronted with that possibility.

I kissed his forehead, his cheek, his eye, his chest, his shoulder, his arm… grateful that he didn’t hit his head on the glass wall. Grateful that he quickly snapped out of it. Grateful that he was falling fast asleep. Hopeful that we would wake up tomorrow with the scare behind us.

Hours later, my mind calmed and my eyes felt heavy. My hand held his tightly as every ounce of me sent love and healing to the man I love deeply.

"This is what love is all about," is the last thought I remember before falling asleep. "And no moment can ever be taken for granted." (at DUMBO, Brooklyn)

His balance swayed. His consciousness faded. His knees buckled. Before I could fathom what was happening, he was on the floor of the bathroom. His entire body shook and his eyes rolled into the back of his head.

Heart attack? Seizure? Low blood pressure? Fainting? I didn’t know what was happening, and it all happened so quickly that I didn’t have time to think.

I screamed. My entire body shook. I burst into hysterics.

"Farhad!!!!!" I yelled. "Farhad!!!!!"

Tears poured down my face.

By the second scream, he snapped out of it. His eyes darted around the room, as if he didn’t know how or why he got there. His and my eyes connected, and his face reflected the ghostly shade of white across mine. We broke down. Hard. Short of breath and frightened, but together and holding each other this time.

This was the scene last night. It was in the early morning, many hours after Farhad threw out his back. He was unable to walk, and barely able to move. We attempted to make it to the bathroom, but the pain was too high to bear. His body shut down.

As we checked in with doctors, one of whom thankfully happened to be staying with us, and tucked him back into bed, a rush of emotions flowed through me. It was just earlier that I shared with a friend my debilitating fear of something happening to him. And here I was now, confronted with that possibility.

I kissed his forehead, his cheek, his eye, his chest, his shoulder, his arm… grateful that he didn’t hit his head on the glass wall. Grateful that he quickly snapped out of it. Grateful that he was falling fast asleep. Hopeful that we would wake up tomorrow with the scare behind us.

Hours later, my mind calmed and my eyes felt heavy. My hand held his tightly as every ounce of me sent love and healing to the man I love deeply.

"This is what love is all about," is the last thought I remember before falling asleep. "And no moment can ever be taken for granted." (at DUMBO, Brooklyn)

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17th August 2014

Be wrong as fast as you can–a philosophy that the team at Pixar promotes. Cofounder Ed Catmull says, “If you aren’t experiencing failure, then you are making a far worse mistake: You are being driven by the desire to avoid it. And, for leaders especially, this strategy — trying to avoid failure by out-thinking it — dooms you to fail.” (at Dimes) Be wrong as fast as you can–a philosophy that the team at Pixar promotes. Cofounder Ed Catmull says, “If you aren’t experiencing failure, then you are making a far worse mistake: You are being driven by the desire to avoid it. And, for leaders especially, this strategy — trying to avoid failure by out-thinking it — dooms you to fail.” (at Dimes)

Be wrong as fast as you can–a philosophy that the team at Pixar promotes. Cofounder Ed Catmull says, “If you aren’t experiencing failure, then you are making a far worse mistake: You are being driven by the desire to avoid it. And, for leaders especially, this strategy — trying to avoid failure by out-thinking it — dooms you to fail.” (at Dimes)

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12th August 2014

The front of my notebook, as inscribed today. A question to provoke me every morning, reminding me to feel the fear and lean into that next edge.

Today’s edge? I’m working on a new art project, and rather than dream dream dream it up for weeks and weeks and go full force into making it happen (as I usually do), I’m hitting the streets of New York to test the concept and gain insight on it TODAY. Yesterday I broke the idea into it’s most simple form, and today I go play with it.

Eeee I’m a little nervous, which is exactly why it’s time to go, go, go!

Q: How will you step up today?

#the100daybook #20days20questions

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Listening to “Odyssey” by Dream Kola as I create #soundtrackofmylife (at DUMBO, Brooklyn) The front of my notebook, as inscribed today. A question to provoke me every morning, reminding me to feel the fear and lean into that next edge.

Today’s edge? I’m working on a new art project, and rather than dream dream dream it up for weeks and weeks and go full force into making it happen (as I usually do), I’m hitting the streets of New York to test the concept and gain insight on it TODAY. Yesterday I broke the idea into it’s most simple form, and today I go play with it.

Eeee I’m a little nervous, which is exactly why it’s time to go, go, go!

Q: How will you step up today?

#the100daybook #20days20questions

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Listening to “Odyssey” by Dream Kola as I create #soundtrackofmylife (at DUMBO, Brooklyn)

The front of my notebook, as inscribed today. A question to provoke me every morning, reminding me to feel the fear and lean into that next edge.

Today’s edge? I’m working on a new art project, and rather than dream dream dream it up for weeks and weeks and go full force into making it happen (as I usually do), I’m hitting the streets of New York to test the concept and gain insight on it TODAY. Yesterday I broke the idea into it’s most simple form, and today I go play with it.

Eeee I’m a little nervous, which is exactly why it’s time to go, go, go!

Q: How will you step up today?

#the100daybook #20days20questions


Listening to “Odyssey” by Dream Kola as I create #soundtrackofmylife (at DUMBO, Brooklyn)

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9th August 2014

That time when we walked across the Manhattan Bridge without a person in sight, laid down to greet the spray painted sidewalk, noticing this message as we lie: “The impossible will take a little while.”  (at Manhattan Bridge New York City U.S.A) That time when we walked across the Manhattan Bridge without a person in sight, laid down to greet the spray painted sidewalk, noticing this message as we lie: “The impossible will take a little while.”  (at Manhattan Bridge New York City U.S.A)

That time when we walked across the Manhattan Bridge without a person in sight, laid down to greet the spray painted sidewalk, noticing this message as we lie: “The impossible will take a little while.” (at Manhattan Bridge New York City U.S.A)

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8th August 2014

This world—absolutely pure
As is. Behind the fear,
Vulnerability. Behind that,
Sadness, then compassion
And behind that the vast sky. 

– From Pema Chödrön’s “Living Beautifully with Uncertainty and Change” | Enjoying live granola and mindfulness reading at my favorite @suninbloom cafe in Park Slope.  (at Sun In Bloom) This world—absolutely pure
As is. Behind the fear,
Vulnerability. Behind that,
Sadness, then compassion
And behind that the vast sky. 

– From Pema Chödrön’s “Living Beautifully with Uncertainty and Change” | Enjoying live granola and mindfulness reading at my favorite @suninbloom cafe in Park Slope.  (at Sun In Bloom)

This world—absolutely pure
As is. Behind the fear,
Vulnerability. Behind that,
Sadness, then compassion
And behind that the vast sky.

– From Pema Chödrön’s “Living Beautifully with Uncertainty and Change” | Enjoying live granola and mindfulness reading at my favorite @suninbloom cafe in Park Slope. (at Sun In Bloom)

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7th August 2014

Throwback to 2011 in Barcelona, a trip friend and brilliant photographer @zachspassport just reminded me the power of a few moments ago.
Prior to this transformative trip, I jumped into working with a successful entrepreneur to build a new division of his company, immediately after an intense six months working with Seth Godin, and despite my inner voice crying out ‘No.’
The move was made out of fear–a fear of being judged, not fitting in, not leaving a mark. After two breakdowns and ten pounds of weight gain, I parted ways with the entrepreneur and hopped on a plane.
In Barcelona, I let my inner child speak. I nurtured her. I listened to her. I played with her. I explored my identity and began chipping away at other people’s expectations of me and who I should be in this world.
What started then was the beginning of a beautiful relationship in listening, trusting myself, and letting love guide the way. Which, speaking of love, what perhaps rings most strongly about that month abroad is my wondering if I’d ever heal the parts of me rejecting love and partnership in my life. I wondered if I’d ever meet someone to share my life with. It took time and persistence and was fucking frightening at times, but damn was that inward journey worth it.
#tbt #IloveyouFarhad Thanks Zach for the flashback and chills. 🙏 Throwback to 2011 in Barcelona, a trip friend and brilliant photographer @zachspassport just reminded me the power of a few moments ago.
Prior to this transformative trip, I jumped into working with a successful entrepreneur to build a new division of his company, immediately after an intense six months working with Seth Godin, and despite my inner voice crying out ‘No.’
The move was made out of fear–a fear of being judged, not fitting in, not leaving a mark. After two breakdowns and ten pounds of weight gain, I parted ways with the entrepreneur and hopped on a plane.
In Barcelona, I let my inner child speak. I nurtured her. I listened to her. I played with her. I explored my identity and began chipping away at other people’s expectations of me and who I should be in this world.
What started then was the beginning of a beautiful relationship in listening, trusting myself, and letting love guide the way. Which, speaking of love, what perhaps rings most strongly about that month abroad is my wondering if I’d ever heal the parts of me rejecting love and partnership in my life. I wondered if I’d ever meet someone to share my life with. It took time and persistence and was fucking frightening at times, but damn was that inward journey worth it.
#tbt #IloveyouFarhad Thanks Zach for the flashback and chills. 🙏

Throwback to 2011 in Barcelona, a trip friend and brilliant photographer @zachspassport just reminded me the power of a few moments ago.

Prior to this transformative trip, I jumped into working with a successful entrepreneur to build a new division of his company, immediately after an intense six months working with Seth Godin, and despite my inner voice crying out ‘No.’

The move was made out of fear–a fear of being judged, not fitting in, not leaving a mark. After two breakdowns and ten pounds of weight gain, I parted ways with the entrepreneur and hopped on a plane.

In Barcelona, I let my inner child speak. I nurtured her. I listened to her. I played with her. I explored my identity and began chipping away at other people’s expectations of me and who I should be in this world.

What started then was the beginning of a beautiful relationship in listening, trusting myself, and letting love guide the way. Which, speaking of love, what perhaps rings most strongly about that month abroad is my wondering if I’d ever heal the parts of me rejecting love and partnership in my life. I wondered if I’d ever meet someone to share my life with. It took time and persistence and was fucking frightening at times, but damn was that inward journey worth it.

#tbt #IloveyouFarhad Thanks Zach for the flashback and chills. 🙏

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6th August 2014

A reminder for me this week. // When something feels off, it is. It doesn’t need to be picked apart or analyzed. It requires patience and trust. Because when that knowing shows up, like it has for me these last two days, it *really* shows up. It’s body tingling, mind slowing and goosebump inducing. It’s when the heart speaks, “Yes, yes, this, THIS! THISSSSS.” And it makes those weeks and months of uncertainty and questioning totally worth it. // Love to @saralpanton for our powerful soul sessions the last few days, and the magic to come. ✨ (at The Butcher’s Daughter) A reminder for me this week. // When something feels off, it is. It doesn’t need to be picked apart or analyzed. It requires patience and trust. Because when that knowing shows up, like it has for me these last two days, it *really* shows up. It’s body tingling, mind slowing and goosebump inducing. It’s when the heart speaks, “Yes, yes, this, THIS! THISSSSS.” And it makes those weeks and months of uncertainty and questioning totally worth it. // Love to @saralpanton for our powerful soul sessions the last few days, and the magic to come. ✨ (at The Butcher’s Daughter)

A reminder for me this week. // When something feels off, it is. It doesn’t need to be picked apart or analyzed. It requires patience and trust. Because when that knowing shows up, like it has for me these last two days, it *really* shows up. It’s body tingling, mind slowing and goosebump inducing. It’s when the heart speaks, “Yes, yes, this, THIS! THISSSSS.” And it makes those weeks and months of uncertainty and questioning totally worth it. // Love to @saralpanton for our powerful soul sessions the last few days, and the magic to come. ✨ (at The Butcher’s Daughter)

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3rd August 2014

When I designed my schedule for 2014, I did it such that my strategy clients, retreats around the world and mastermind program would conclude on August 1.

I designed it this way so that I would have space and freedom to reflect on what did and did not work, to revisit the insights and breakthroughs that have emerged so far this year, and to envision and lovingly craft what’s next in 2014 and beyond.

This period of reflection and envisioning is both frightening and exhilarating.

There are intense moments of “I don’t know” balanced by an overwhelming sense of “trust yourself, be still and listen.”

The questions I’m reflecting on, and the areas I feel most called to explore, include:

Do I focus on #the100daybook and make it into a beautiful coffee table book or series? Or, do I turn the book into a PDF and give it away for free (as Seth Godin suggests)?

Do I start building the collection of products that I can’t stop thinking about?

Do I work with a media brand to develop a web video series on creativity?

Do I create another mastermind? Or retreat? Or speaking series?

Do I explore different art forms like typography, painting and graffiti art?

Or, do I do some or all of the above, and sequence them thoughtfully, based on the larger vision I’m stepping toward?

With many possible directions, this afternoon I’m walking myself through a “clarity heartstorm,” with this question leading the way: What work makes me feel most powerful, aligned and on purpose?

Because when I am powerfully connected, deeply aligned and on purpose, everything I create exudes love, from start to finish. And in the end, that’s what matters most.

P.S. This question emerged through a chat with lady love @NishaMoodley. Thank you dear one. 🙏

D113. #the100daybook #20questions20days (at DUMBO, Brooklyn) When I designed my schedule for 2014, I did it such that my strategy clients, retreats around the world and mastermind program would conclude on August 1.

I designed it this way so that I would have space and freedom to reflect on what did and did not work, to revisit the insights and breakthroughs that have emerged so far this year, and to envision and lovingly craft what’s next in 2014 and beyond.

This period of reflection and envisioning is both frightening and exhilarating.

There are intense moments of “I don’t know” balanced by an overwhelming sense of “trust yourself, be still and listen.”

The questions I’m reflecting on, and the areas I feel most called to explore, include:

Do I focus on #the100daybook and make it into a beautiful coffee table book or series? Or, do I turn the book into a PDF and give it away for free (as Seth Godin suggests)?

Do I start building the collection of products that I can’t stop thinking about?

Do I work with a media brand to develop a web video series on creativity?

Do I create another mastermind? Or retreat? Or speaking series?

Do I explore different art forms like typography, painting and graffiti art?

Or, do I do some or all of the above, and sequence them thoughtfully, based on the larger vision I’m stepping toward?

With many possible directions, this afternoon I’m walking myself through a “clarity heartstorm,” with this question leading the way: What work makes me feel most powerful, aligned and on purpose?

Because when I am powerfully connected, deeply aligned and on purpose, everything I create exudes love, from start to finish. And in the end, that’s what matters most.

P.S. This question emerged through a chat with lady love @NishaMoodley. Thank you dear one. 🙏

D113. #the100daybook #20questions20days (at DUMBO, Brooklyn)

When I designed my schedule for 2014, I did it such that my strategy clients, retreats around the world and mastermind program would conclude on August 1.

I designed it this way so that I would have space and freedom to reflect on what did and did not work, to revisit the insights and breakthroughs that have emerged so far this year, and to envision and lovingly craft what’s next in 2014 and beyond.

This period of reflection and envisioning is both frightening and exhilarating.

There are intense moments of “I don’t know” balanced by an overwhelming sense of “trust yourself, be still and listen.”

The questions I’m reflecting on, and the areas I feel most called to explore, include:

Do I focus on #the100daybook and make it into a beautiful coffee table book or series? Or, do I turn the book into a PDF and give it away for free (as Seth Godin suggests)?

Do I start building the collection of products that I can’t stop thinking about?

Do I work with a media brand to develop a web video series on creativity?

Do I create another mastermind? Or retreat? Or speaking series?

Do I explore different art forms like typography, painting and graffiti art?

Or, do I do some or all of the above, and sequence them thoughtfully, based on the larger vision I’m stepping toward?

With many possible directions, this afternoon I’m walking myself through a “clarity heartstorm,” with this question leading the way: What work makes me feel most powerful, aligned and on purpose?

Because when I am powerfully connected, deeply aligned and on purpose, everything I create exudes love, from start to finish. And in the end, that’s what matters most.

P.S. This question emerged through a chat with lady love @NishaMoodley. Thank you dear one. 🙏

D113. #the100daybook #20questions20days (at DUMBO, Brooklyn)

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23rd July 2014

A few years ago, I wrote in my journal, “Your job is to listen to the quiet pull from within. That’s it. Listen to it, trust it, move on it, and all will work itself out.” 

This felt a bit nerve-wracking at first (and still does sometimes), particularly because the quiet pull often doesn’t look logical, and I never quite know where it’s taking me. 

The quiet pull has told me things like “This is not your life” … “Quit this job” … “Move to New York” … “Go to LA for the fall” … “Move in with him” … “Marry him” … “Pause on this project” … “Go to Italy” … “Fuck yes keep doing that” … “This doesn’t feel right” … “This feels REALLY right.”

This voice doesn’t stem from my rational and logical mind, and it’s not rooted in a wave of emotions either. It’s never what I’m propelled to do out of fear, and it’s not what my head says I should or shouldn’t do. 

It stems from a place of quiet, peaceful and deep knowing, and ultimately moves me toward love and enjoyment. When deciding from this place, a strong sense of relaxation and ease waves through my body. The body always knows. 

(Kind of like that time I was fundraising for a project and my body broke out in a massive rash. That was the result of NOT listening for months. Lesson learned.)

Right now, and the past month, as the #alivetribe mastermind comes
to a close, I’ve been nurturing this quiet place. Creating space to simply pause and listen, to enjoy the moment, and hear what she has in store for me next. 

You may be wondering, HOW do I strengthen the relationship with my inner voice? Here are a few experiments to try, that I’ve been playing with:

+ Go on an “intuitive walk and talk,” letting your inner voice guide the way. Notice when you hear “That way!” or “Nope this doesn’t feel right!” 

+ Skip your morning routine and stay in bed until you hear a signal on what to do next, and then next and next. 

+ Go to the market with the intention of cooking dinner, and don’t bring a list. Notice where you feel drawn.

The path for our lives cannot be “figured out.” It’s a mystery that’s always unfolding, and the guidance is within us, waiting for us to listen.  (at DUMBO, Brooklyn) A few years ago, I wrote in my journal, “Your job is to listen to the quiet pull from within. That’s it. Listen to it, trust it, move on it, and all will work itself out.” 

This felt a bit nerve-wracking at first (and still does sometimes), particularly because the quiet pull often doesn’t look logical, and I never quite know where it’s taking me. 

The quiet pull has told me things like “This is not your life” … “Quit this job” … “Move to New York” … “Go to LA for the fall” … “Move in with him” … “Marry him” … “Pause on this project” … “Go to Italy” … “Fuck yes keep doing that” … “This doesn’t feel right” … “This feels REALLY right.”

This voice doesn’t stem from my rational and logical mind, and it’s not rooted in a wave of emotions either. It’s never what I’m propelled to do out of fear, and it’s not what my head says I should or shouldn’t do. 

It stems from a place of quiet, peaceful and deep knowing, and ultimately moves me toward love and enjoyment. When deciding from this place, a strong sense of relaxation and ease waves through my body. The body always knows. 

(Kind of like that time I was fundraising for a project and my body broke out in a massive rash. That was the result of NOT listening for months. Lesson learned.)

Right now, and the past month, as the #alivetribe mastermind comes
to a close, I’ve been nurturing this quiet place. Creating space to simply pause and listen, to enjoy the moment, and hear what she has in store for me next. 

You may be wondering, HOW do I strengthen the relationship with my inner voice? Here are a few experiments to try, that I’ve been playing with:

+ Go on an “intuitive walk and talk,” letting your inner voice guide the way. Notice when you hear “That way!” or “Nope this doesn’t feel right!” 

+ Skip your morning routine and stay in bed until you hear a signal on what to do next, and then next and next. 

+ Go to the market with the intention of cooking dinner, and don’t bring a list. Notice where you feel drawn.

The path for our lives cannot be “figured out.” It’s a mystery that’s always unfolding, and the guidance is within us, waiting for us to listen.  (at DUMBO, Brooklyn)

A few years ago, I wrote in my journal, “Your job is to listen to the quiet pull from within. That’s it. Listen to it, trust it, move on it, and all will work itself out.”

This felt a bit nerve-wracking at first (and still does sometimes), particularly because the quiet pull often doesn’t look logical, and I never quite know where it’s taking me.

The quiet pull has told me things like “This is not your life” … “Quit this job” … “Move to New York” … “Go to LA for the fall” … “Move in with him” … “Marry him” … “Pause on this project” … “Go to Italy” … “Fuck yes keep doing that” … “This doesn’t feel right” … “This feels REALLY right.”

This voice doesn’t stem from my rational and logical mind, and it’s not rooted in a wave of emotions either. It’s never what I’m propelled to do out of fear, and it’s not what my head says I should or shouldn’t do.

It stems from a place of quiet, peaceful and deep knowing, and ultimately moves me toward love and enjoyment. When deciding from this place, a strong sense of relaxation and ease waves through my body. The body always knows.

(Kind of like that time I was fundraising for a project and my body broke out in a massive rash. That was the result of NOT listening for months. Lesson learned.)

Right now, and the past month, as the #alivetribe mastermind comes
to a close, I’ve been nurturing this quiet place. Creating space to simply pause and listen, to enjoy the moment, and hear what she has in store for me next.

You may be wondering, HOW do I strengthen the relationship with my inner voice? Here are a few experiments to try, that I’ve been playing with:

+ Go on an “intuitive walk and talk,” letting your inner voice guide the way. Notice when you hear “That way!” or “Nope this doesn’t feel right!”

+ Skip your morning routine and stay in bed until you hear a signal on what to do next, and then next and next.

+ Go to the market with the intention of cooking dinner, and don’t bring a list. Notice where you feel drawn.

The path for our lives cannot be “figured out.” It’s a mystery that’s always unfolding, and the guidance is within us, waiting for us to listen. (at DUMBO, Brooklyn)

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22nd July 2014

Today I awoke and every inch of my body ached. I smiled, knowing that I gave my body everything she asked for yesterday. My heart smiled too, feeling all the #100daysofmovement love, and the ripple of people who’ve jumped on board to move too.

Yesterday began with reliving my days in hip hop dance class in my morning “living room dance party,” which after forty five minutes of hard core booty shaking, I discovered myself naked, dripping sweat and smiling so hard I couldn’t help but laugh at what just went down on the “dance floor.” A few hours later, I turned catching up with a friend as an opportunity to go on an “intuitive walk and soul talk,” where I let my intuition guide the way. It’s a simple way of turning inward and strengthening my inner cues–all while having a heartstorming sesh. The night ended with a bike ride with @farhadini and dinner at Rucola in Boerum Hill, following by tea with his Momma, brother and sister.

By the end of the night, I was exhausted and fulfilled, and literally asleep within thirty seconds of my head hitting the pillow.

When I awoke this morning, ready to get the same routine on, something didn’t feel quite right. In between the “Oh my I can barely bend over” and “Eeek there is some stiffness in my hip,” I paused, recognizing how easy it could be to fall into the trap of “the movement plan.”

"What do you need right now?" I asked my body. "How can I honor you?"

And with the same house beats playing in the background, my body guided me to a much slower place. Downward dog, heart openers and a lot of soul stretching on the floor led to slow hip circles and my hands lightly tickling the curves of my body as “Love Generation” by Bob Sinclair began to play.

"Thank you for listening," my body said. "This is exactly what I needed."

D111, Q11 | #100daysofmovement #moveyoursoul #wildsoul #wildsoulmovement #20questions20days #the100daybook #movement #body #love #newyork #dumbo (at DUMBO, Brooklyn) Today I awoke and every inch of my body ached. I smiled, knowing that I gave my body everything she asked for yesterday. My heart smiled too, feeling all the #100daysofmovement love, and the ripple of people who’ve jumped on board to move too.

Yesterday began with reliving my days in hip hop dance class in my morning “living room dance party,” which after forty five minutes of hard core booty shaking, I discovered myself naked, dripping sweat and smiling so hard I couldn’t help but laugh at what just went down on the “dance floor.” A few hours later, I turned catching up with a friend as an opportunity to go on an “intuitive walk and soul talk,” where I let my intuition guide the way. It’s a simple way of turning inward and strengthening my inner cues–all while having a heartstorming sesh. The night ended with a bike ride with @farhadini and dinner at Rucola in Boerum Hill, following by tea with his Momma, brother and sister.

By the end of the night, I was exhausted and fulfilled, and literally asleep within thirty seconds of my head hitting the pillow.

When I awoke this morning, ready to get the same routine on, something didn’t feel quite right. In between the “Oh my I can barely bend over” and “Eeek there is some stiffness in my hip,” I paused, recognizing how easy it could be to fall into the trap of “the movement plan.”

"What do you need right now?" I asked my body. "How can I honor you?"

And with the same house beats playing in the background, my body guided me to a much slower place. Downward dog, heart openers and a lot of soul stretching on the floor led to slow hip circles and my hands lightly tickling the curves of my body as “Love Generation” by Bob Sinclair began to play.

"Thank you for listening," my body said. "This is exactly what I needed."

D111, Q11 | #100daysofmovement #moveyoursoul #wildsoul #wildsoulmovement #20questions20days #the100daybook #movement #body #love #newyork #dumbo (at DUMBO, Brooklyn)

Today I awoke and every inch of my body ached. I smiled, knowing that I gave my body everything she asked for yesterday. My heart smiled too, feeling all the #100daysofmovement love, and the ripple of people who’ve jumped on board to move too.

Yesterday began with reliving my days in hip hop dance class in my morning “living room dance party,” which after forty five minutes of hard core booty shaking, I discovered myself naked, dripping sweat and smiling so hard I couldn’t help but laugh at what just went down on the “dance floor.” A few hours later, I turned catching up with a friend as an opportunity to go on an “intuitive walk and soul talk,” where I let my intuition guide the way. It’s a simple way of turning inward and strengthening my inner cues–all while having a heartstorming sesh. The night ended with a bike ride with @farhadini and dinner at Rucola in Boerum Hill, following by tea with his Momma, brother and sister.

By the end of the night, I was exhausted and fulfilled, and literally asleep within thirty seconds of my head hitting the pillow.

When I awoke this morning, ready to get the same routine on, something didn’t feel quite right. In between the “Oh my I can barely bend over” and “Eeek there is some stiffness in my hip,” I paused, recognizing how easy it could be to fall into the trap of “the movement plan.”

"What do you need right now?" I asked my body. "How can I honor you?"

And with the same house beats playing in the background, my body guided me to a much slower place. Downward dog, heart openers and a lot of soul stretching on the floor led to slow hip circles and my hands lightly tickling the curves of my body as “Love Generation” by Bob Sinclair began to play.

"Thank you for listening," my body said. "This is exactly what I needed."

D111, Q11 | #100daysofmovement #moveyoursoul #wildsoul #wildsoulmovement #20questions20days #the100daybook #movement #body #love #newyork #dumbo (at DUMBO, Brooklyn)

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20th July 2014

For the last three years, I’ve had this phrase written in my journal as if it’s something to check off: “Learn to move your body in ways that move your soul.” (Ha!) I’ve hired trainers and coaches, bought gym memberships (that I’ve used no more than twice), “should’ed” my way to yoga, and convinced myself that New York living is a work out in and of itself. (Which, honestly, it is.) I’ve, without question, made positive strides forward, and I feel more connected to my body than ever. Still, it feels like an area of growth and expansion.

Here’s the thing: much of my movement has been rooted in fear – fear of gaining weight, being unattractive, not eating the right thing, blah blah blah. I’ve moved to dispel the negative thinking and get out of my head.

Now, I’m on a mission to shift that. To *truly* move my body in ways that move my soul, and to do it in a consistent way that is rooted in LOVE – not fear.

Enter: 100 Days of Movement.

Doing this, and sharing this now, scares the shit out of me. Beyond the “wake up and dance” party I have planned tomorrow morning in my living room, I don’t yet know what I will do on each of these days and where this is going. But! The idea of putting this out there and making this commitment feels exciting and edgy.

Anyone else feeling me? Can we commit to moving on this together?! The 100 days begins tomorrow, Monday, July 21 and ends October 27, 2014. If get this message after tomorrow, you can join and begin at any time.

So! Who’s in to get moving?

If this challenge moves you, here’s a few ways to get involved:
+ Commit to the 100 days by saying you’re in below
+ Share a movement insight or idea below
+ Tag anyone who you feel would be interested in participating
+ Share bits and pieces of your journey with the #100daysofmovement and #MoveYourSoul hashtags

Along the way (but not daily), I’ll share bits of pieces of my journey – both the epic highs, challenging lows and learnings in between.

Yay to soul movement! 💃👫🚣👯🏃👣 (at The Smile) For the last three years, I’ve had this phrase written in my journal as if it’s something to check off: “Learn to move your body in ways that move your soul.” (Ha!) I’ve hired trainers and coaches, bought gym memberships (that I’ve used no more than twice), “should’ed” my way to yoga, and convinced myself that New York living is a work out in and of itself. (Which, honestly, it is.) I’ve, without question, made positive strides forward, and I feel more connected to my body than ever. Still, it feels like an area of growth and expansion.

Here’s the thing: much of my movement has been rooted in fear – fear of gaining weight, being unattractive, not eating the right thing, blah blah blah. I’ve moved to dispel the negative thinking and get out of my head.

Now, I’m on a mission to shift that. To *truly* move my body in ways that move my soul, and to do it in a consistent way that is rooted in LOVE – not fear.

Enter: 100 Days of Movement.

Doing this, and sharing this now, scares the shit out of me. Beyond the “wake up and dance” party I have planned tomorrow morning in my living room, I don’t yet know what I will do on each of these days and where this is going. But! The idea of putting this out there and making this commitment feels exciting and edgy.

Anyone else feeling me? Can we commit to moving on this together?! The 100 days begins tomorrow, Monday, July 21 and ends October 27, 2014. If get this message after tomorrow, you can join and begin at any time.

So! Who’s in to get moving?

If this challenge moves you, here’s a few ways to get involved:
+ Commit to the 100 days by saying you’re in below
+ Share a movement insight or idea below
+ Tag anyone who you feel would be interested in participating
+ Share bits and pieces of your journey with the #100daysofmovement and #MoveYourSoul hashtags

Along the way (but not daily), I’ll share bits of pieces of my journey – both the epic highs, challenging lows and learnings in between.

Yay to soul movement! 💃👫🚣👯🏃👣 (at The Smile)

For the last three years, I’ve had this phrase written in my journal as if it’s something to check off: “Learn to move your body in ways that move your soul.” (Ha!) I’ve hired trainers and coaches, bought gym memberships (that I’ve used no more than twice), “should’ed” my way to yoga, and convinced myself that New York living is a work out in and of itself. (Which, honestly, it is.) I’ve, without question, made positive strides forward, and I feel more connected to my body than ever. Still, it feels like an area of growth and expansion.

Here’s the thing: much of my movement has been rooted in fear – fear of gaining weight, being unattractive, not eating the right thing, blah blah blah. I’ve moved to dispel the negative thinking and get out of my head.

Now, I’m on a mission to shift that. To *truly* move my body in ways that move my soul, and to do it in a consistent way that is rooted in LOVE – not fear.

Enter: 100 Days of Movement.

Doing this, and sharing this now, scares the shit out of me. Beyond the “wake up and dance” party I have planned tomorrow morning in my living room, I don’t yet know what I will do on each of these days and where this is going. But! The idea of putting this out there and making this commitment feels exciting and edgy.

Anyone else feeling me? Can we commit to moving on this together?! The 100 days begins tomorrow, Monday, July 21 and ends October 27, 2014. If get this message after tomorrow, you can join and begin at any time.

So! Who’s in to get moving?

If this challenge moves you, here’s a few ways to get involved:
+ Commit to the 100 days by saying you’re in below
+ Share a movement insight or idea below
+ Tag anyone who you feel would be interested in participating
+ Share bits and pieces of your journey with the #100daysofmovement and #MoveYourSoul hashtags

Along the way (but not daily), I’ll share bits of pieces of my journey – both the epic highs, challenging lows and learnings in between.

Yay to soul movement! 💃👫🚣👯🏃👣 (at The Smile)

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