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A Suicide Berceuse.

This is for you the broken hearted.This one is for you who can’t get out of bed and for you who may be finding it so damn hard to return the texts, emails and phone calls from anyone. 
This one is dedicated to those who having a hard time showing up because even thinking about showing up is too much energy. 
This one is for you who can’t seem to move on after the loss of a beloved. It’s for the ones whose days gone by are better than the days you’ve been wading through.This is for all of you who can’t catch a break financially, romantically or dream wise and wonder what it's all for.
The world has an immeasurable void in it. Constant pain inflicted from headlines or bylines is palpable. You’re unsure of your footing on our planet because the ground beneath you is unstable even when the sun shines otherwise. 
This one is for you who have contemplated at least once, perhaps even more than once about pressing the eject button on life. It’s here that you are in good company. It's…

Judge Your Own Damn Self.

Calling all creatives.
Cringe. A lot. Then expand.
Grow.
Rise above when the daylight breaks.
Grow.
Everything you have made until this point
was decent but I am talking decent for shit.

Get off your ass, get out there and approach life
from the deepest place of expression you possibly can.

What will that look, sound,
smell, feel like?

Light it up for me and for all of those in need.




Dance, because it's all burning down.

Chaos doesn't whisper, ever.
It screams at the top of it's lungs and breaks bottles while the record skips for the thirty sixth time.
Chaos erupts as you realize you've run out of all of the food and supplies. Worse, you're miles from the nearest store and you forgot to fill up the gas tank because you were short on cash anyway.
The establishment is against you. Taxing you at every turn. You can't afford to breath let alone keep the roof over your head. F the man.

The only thing you can do is pick the needle up, skip to the next melody and dance.
It's all we have really.
We can create moments where we choose to turn off the outside world, release the things we can't change and safely navigate our hips through the beat, sweating out the tears we really wish we could cry on a daily basis because shit is ....(FILL IN THE BLANK WITH YOUR OWN EXPLETIVE.)

My dear, my dear! It's all burning down now.  Everything is on fire and it's all burning down.
We …

Here are my demands.

Everyday, dozens of questions come at me via text, email, voicemail, Facebook,
instagram and on the street. My late friend Tommy encouraged me to answer every single one because every one, EVERYONE matters.  And yes, I truly do believe that.

In my spiritual practice, my intention is to hold space with those who are looking to open up more, to be inspired, to touch possibility then take that into their world and light the next candle closest to them. Every day I pray for healing - for you, for the good of all.
That is what fires me up. That is what gets me pumped in the morning when I'm dancing solo in my kitchen getting ready to take on the day, bringing on the good vibes!

Sure, I may see things other ignore. And true, I've been known to serve as a line between the physical and the unseen.  But what's most important is that I am a soul, just like you having a human experience. With that comes the same trials, tribulations and concerns you have on a daily basis
- trust me…