Beautiful Photos of Luna and Surrounding Grove

Hi Friends,

BEAUTIFUL photos of Luna and surrounding grove in recycled wood frames on sale with portion of proceeds going to support all the pro-bono work i do. Check out the link to see photos and purchase if you are so moved and inspired! Thanks!



Published in: on May 4, 2011 at 5:36 pm  Comments (5)  

Journeys Abroad, Journey Home

Hello Friends,

I am heading to my home in Belize.  I am so profoundly grateful that after four years of searching, I have finally found the place where I can be healthy, thrive, and afford to live.  Today, my body and my lungs hurt, but I know by tomorrow, I will already begin to feel better body, mind, heart, and spirit.

I only get to be in my new home for a little under a month before going out on tour, but that time is going to be so helpful in getting me better able to be on the road for almost two months.

I just finished up with a west coast tour that started in Vancouver, Canada, went to Washington, then Southern California before wrapping up in San Francisco.  In Canada I was doing a benefit for a yoga teacher named Ryan Lier and his wonderful program, Vinyasa Yoga For Youth (  Ryan and I had a great time co-leading conversation and yoga.  Even though I had never met Ryan in person before, I felt an instantaneous kinship with him as we both have a real enjoyment of the ridiculous (also known as being slightly, very, non-grown-up! ; ) and yes, I meant to say it that way… call it “creative license.”  The stories I could tell you of huge overgrown fish, hot water pots, and even meditating… but that’s for the secret blog where only those who know how to go to imagination land can find it!

Whenever, I travel in the US, I try to stay in Bed and Breakfast Inns as often as possible because it is a way to invest in my commitment to support local as often as possible.  I also, of course, look to see if I can find any that are practicing any kind of sustainability practices.  I found a really great one in Vancouver that had only one availability left by the time I found it.  And the funniest thing… the name of the Bed and Breakfast run by the lovely Barb and Bob (also B and B) is… and I kid you not… “The Tree House!”  If you find yourself needing a place to stay in Vancouver, BC, Canada, I encourage you to stay with them in their lovely home!

After Canada, I travelled across the border to Washington.  I had a wonderful experience at the border when chatting with the agent as he asked me my purpose in Canada, and I told him that I was there doing this benefit.  He actually thanked me for it!  Wow!  That was a cool and unexpected surprise.

In Washington, I spent the evening at another Bed and Breakfast overlooking Puget Sound a little ways outside Seattle preparing for my next day at Edmonds Community College.  I stayed with an absolutely delightful woman, Helon, in the converted bedroom attic of her home (named the Maple Tree, I scored with the trees on this trip! : ) which is actually the only room available for let in her home.  The stairs were steep and narrow, the bathroom was downstairs, and everything was old but well cared for.  It was like staying with my grandmother.   We shared breakfast together in the morning (me with Earl Grey tea, fruit, toast and jam) and I got to hear some of her incredible life and how she became an accidental Bed and Breakfast hostess (stepping in to help a friend in need) many years before and loved it so much that she never stopped.  It was so sweet to be able to spend time with her and hold loving listening space as she shared about her dear husband of over 60 years recently passed on, her eyes welling up with tears as she told me she had lost her very best friend in the world when he died.  I can’t even begin to imagine what that must be like.  My longest relationship (with a person that is) was only one year, so I can’t even begin to comprehend not only that many years of marriage, but clearly being that in love and that good of friends over all that time!

After a lovely breakfast with Helon, I went to a local coffee shop for some organic pick me up and then headed to the college where I did an afternoon event, followed by an interview and then a visit with two classrooms combined including an ESL (English as a Second Language).  I love the more intimate settings that community colleges and classroom visits provide.  It just feels so much more real and alive when it is a small group.  I especially love classes like ESL as the conversation is so much more real often times—there is just a different way of relating to the story and to beliefs and to world view—really has me be even more mindful of my words.  I thoroughly enjoyed my time with everyone at ECC including the sound technician and the house manager of the theater space where the gathering was held.   They were both truly great to work with and the house manager had his big, beautiful, black rescue dog with him, and I had the opportunity to pet and cuddle with him which helped me feel so much more grounded and happy… mmmmmm…. I SO love and appreciate animal companion energy!

From Edmonds Community College, I went to Southern California for my mini-tour with dear friend, activator, and actress, Daryl Hannah.  We started in Los Angeles at UCLA where they have a very impressive sustainability initiative going on campus.  When we arrived on campus, the parking kiosk folks who we were told to check in with had no records of us, and there was quite a bit of back and forth before a student coordinator finally came and helped iron out the situation and get us to the appropriate parking space.  We had a delightful dinner with some of the key sustainability organizers on campus including the amazing professor who was to be our moderator for the evening.  The format for these events is conversation style vs. presentation in an effort to create a more inclusive vibe for everyone in the room.  I find this style, to be such a more interesting format even when there are occasional curve balls because of the more loose design.  The conversation was great and some of my closest friends in LA were at the event, which made it extra fun for me.

From there, we went to San Diego State University (SDSU) where we drove around in circles trying to find a parking lot and being given the craziest directions imaginable before I finally told the point people to just come meet us and take us to the assigned parking lot as I was beginning to lose my patience and did not want to waste any more time driving in circles.  We had a very full day beginning with a lunch talk ( with incredibly delicious vegan, organic lunch including chocolate cake!  Yum! Following the lunch, Daryl and I had an interview, and then we were scheduled to talk with a professor and his team member, where I quickly realized they were trying to get us to give money to their fund.  It felt really inappropriate, and I was a bit vexed because we had such a small window of down time during a very long day, and to have it filled up with a meeting where they were trying to get money out of two people who do a ton of pro-bono work (that would be Daryl and me) and who were their guests at their school just felt really slimy and frustrating.  I did my best to honor and acknowledge them and their good work, though, and at the same time let them know very clearly and quickly that Daryl and I are not banks nor have contacts for them. So often, people think fame equates to being rich, and Daryl and I often have to deal with people who think that of us even though it is far from the truth.   I did, however, give them some very real and concrete ideas for creative avenues of funding, as I do believe their program is a good one and want them to have support for their vision—even if their approach to us was really off.

Then, I was blessed with incredible bodywork from a Facebook Friend who saw that I was going to be in her hometown and came and gave both Daryl and I some much needed healing and loving massage.  Thank Goodness for the Angels!!!!

Then, we had the larger public event with a moderator.  The moderator came across as incredibly lacking in presence and any sense of who was in the room adding yet another layer of weirdness to an already weird day.  The funny thing is that it flipped this switch in me, and I became fully animated and even a little intense.  But I knew that if I allowed him to lead the conversation, it was going to go in a way that did not really serve anyone in the room.  Afterwards, many people came up to me and thanked me for my passion and for redirecting the conversation.  I have learned that sometimes my passion and intensity can be too much for certain situations (as in I come across as a bulldozer when a rake would do the job just fine ; ), and that it is better to be more soft or even silent.  But there are other times, like this one, where a bit of fierceness was called for.

The final event of the day was another vegan, organic catered affair of appetizers and finger foods with Daryl and I giving a talk honoring the incredible work of the students on SDSU campus and the faculty who support them in truly inspiring and committed sustainability initiatives on campus.  One of my favorite parts of what they are doing at SDSU is that they are integrating the importance of cultural preservation and human diversity in ecological sustainability.  They have a cultural diversity chair as part of the sustainability team which is so powerful, important, and inspiring!

Last stop on the Southern California tour was Pasadena City College (PCC).  The professor who brought us to campus was also the moderator and was an absolute joy to spend time with.  Her commitment to her students, the campus, and to the world is so inspiring.  She and her students had just returned from Arcosanti in Arizona ( the day before and so many of her students were talking about how the experience had changed their life.  It was clear that young people going through her class leave with real leadership skills, compassionate, caring views, and a commitment to making a positive difference in the world.

There was supposed to be dinner for us before the event and something happened and the dinner did not show and somehow they scrambled and got some salad together for us.   With all that had been going wrong in the world of logistics and communication over the last few days, I started laughing and knew the great trickster of Mercury in Retrograde must be playing in the celestial cosmic ball field and we were the ball being tossed all over the place!  When I got to a computer, I looked it up and SURE ENOUGH Mercury was in Retrograde!  I knew it!!  Without even knowing it ahead of time, I knew with that much chaos, it had to lead to Mercury!

My last day in LA was official Earth Day, and I had various meetings including with my dear friend/brother/ally John Quigley who spent the first part of the day in court as he is being prosecuted for working to try to save some beautiful and important Oak trees in Arcadia, California. ( We commented on the irony of his being in court on Earth Day being prosecuted for defending the Earth.  But mostly we laughed and shared stories which is part of why I love this amazing man—he is incredibly intelligent, committed, creative, active, caring and even though he is often on the front lines of destruction, continues to keep his playful spirit!  To check out his beautiful, powerful, and important creative work go to (

The last event was in San Francisco at the New Living Expo.  All expos creep me out!  I haven’t done one in years and have turned down requests to do them because they are really just one big shopping mall, and although spending our money in conscious ways is crucial, we can not buy our way to enlightenment, nor can we just buy our way out of the mess we have created as a species on this planet!

And although I love beautiful rocks and crystals and gems just like the next person, the reality that no one ever seems to talk about is that all those booths of crystals and gems support MINING!!!!!  We are raping and pillaging the Earth for all those supposed enlightenment tools.  It turns my stomach and makes me want to cry.  We are so disconnected that we don’t realize we just raped the Earth for something that is supposedly “Divinely Conscious.”  Poor people.  We are so incredibly mislead and disconnected—even the most “conscious” amongst us.

But, I had agreed to do this expo because I had been there many years before and had called them to task to produce their event much more ecologically because it was so far out of integrity with what it was espousing in the world.  I said from stage that I would not come back until they stepped up their integrity. And in the ensuing years, they have shifted much of their production to be more ecologically aware and responsible.  Plus, I was going to be leaving out of San Francisco to head back to my new home in Belize, so it made sense logistically, as well as I am still financially recovering from massive bills from my torn ACL and reconstructive surgery on my feet, and as most of the work I do is pro-bono and I am not on paid staff anywhere, paid events are really needed right now.   So for these reasons, and because it was an opportunity to work with Daryl again, I agreed to do the New Living Expo again.

The conversation was moderated by my dear friend and ally, Marianne Manilov, who also, is co-director with Alissa Hauser of an organization I helped launch with them called The Engage Network ( It was a lovely conversation and Marianne did a great job not only of moderating, but also presencing the need for community and building community as we do the work.  We talked about having love at the core of our work and choices and at the same time being fierce and active in the world without judgment.  We talked about uncovering our being underneath all the doing, and  allowing our core purpose to direct our actions and choices in the world.  We covered a lot of themes that are at the heart of the work of Engage, which made me really happy to  be a part.  Daryl  was delightful, sweet, funny, smart, and engaging as she was at every talk we did!  This event also had many of my friends in attendance, which was really heartwarming for me.

I got to my cave (as I lovingly call my sublet) around midnight, fell out exhausted  on my bed, but couldn’t sleep—something that usually happens to me every time I am about to go on a trip.  I still had much to do to be ready to leave, but I was much too exhausted to be coherent and focus.  I finally fell asleep for about 4 hours before getting up and finishing packing.  A dear friend came and picked me up and took me to the airport.  Again, I am SO grateful for the Angels in my life!

By the time this blog posts, I will be in Belize!  Warm Caribbean Sea, Papayas, Coconuts, and Friends await me!!!  I am so very humbled and so very grateful.  So grateful, it makes me cry.  It has been one long, intense, and literally as well as metaphorically, painful journey to find a place I feel at home.   After spending many years branching far and wide, I am now in the process of sending roots down deep, and it is the very best feeling—beyond what words can describe.

Here is to roots.



Published in: on May 3, 2011 at 3:12 pm  Comments (8)  

Please Help Me Raise $800 In Two Days!

Hi Friends,
Please help me raise $800 in 2 days to send some kick-ass young people to the Emmy’s! A film they did about being homeless youth in NYC was nominated for an Emmy! i have financially supported Reciprocity Foundation because i LOVE what they’re doing & HOW they’re doing it! i am offering a $400 matching grant and matching dollar for dollar donation up to $400 to insure these young people can get to the Emmy’s! Please donate ANY amount through the link below & then let me know how much you donated, so i know if we met our goal! Thanks! ttp://

Love and Gratitude,




Published in: on April 1, 2011 at 4:03 pm  Comments (17)  

Playing In The Rain

Sometimes, it is so much fun to play in the rain.  Teeth chattering, looking like a partially drowned mouse (have you seen my ears and nose?!?  i am telling you, i definitely have mouse in my family lineage!!  : )  i felt like i was 16 again.  Only, minus the angst.  It was great!  So much fun and so cleansing.  Being ridiculous is quite liberating.

i hold the memory like a jewel inside of me.  The experience brought back something i needed, and it only seems to be getting better.  i am grateful for the magic in the small things–like freezing in the rain and not wanting it to end or change a single moment of it.

Choose to do something ridiculous this week.  Something you wouldn’t normally do.  Enjoy the pure fun and delight of being outside the norm, the ruts, the every day rhythm.  Enjoy dancing like a child; get your groove on without caring at all what it looks like.  Dance like a duck down the middle of the road.  Run and play in the rain.  Whatever brings delight, joy, and a wonderful sense of the ridiculous!


Love and Laughter,


Published in: on March 21, 2011 at 4:04 pm  Comments (15)  

I Love You, I Will Miss You Vidal

Rest In Peace my Dear Friend and FRamily Vidal Angel.  Even though i know you are with me and all of us in Spirit, my heart is sad that i will not see you again in this lifetime.  You have gone to join Moese.  You were both Angels alive amongst us.  Now you are Angels from the Spirit World.  You are Loved and You will be deeply missed.  We surround Akua and Luna with all the loving support from the Universe.  Thank You for being an incredible gift in my life and in the community of all you touched with your beauty and creativity.

I love you.  Goodbye.  Rest in Peace and Love.


Published in: on March 18, 2011 at 4:06 pm  Comments (6)  

Simple Pleasures

There is a frog lightly hopping and then pausing along the edge of the veranda.  It is night, so it is barely illuminated in the glow from the light.  A gecko leaps from the wall and scurries off.  Maybe I scared it?  Although, it is our nightly ritual to hang out together—me working, it doing whatever it does…hanging there sideways on the wall.


I am living at the end of a very rutted and pocked dirt road.  My daily ritual has me ride down it on bicycle into town at least twice a day…once for the sea, to go swimming, another for shopping for fresh produce or to go out dancing.  Every so often along the way there is a speed bump made from two very thick braided ropes lain side by side.  The road is so bumpy, it makes me laugh to think they need the speed bumps, but I guess they feel they do.   Between the ruts and the ropes, it is one heck of a ride by bicycle, back and forth each day.  And yet, I have grown to love the ritual.  The dogs that one day come up to me smiling and begging for a pet and a pat, the next day, barking away as if they have never seen me before (I think the heat addles their poor little brains.)  I smile and wave at the workers tearing down an old bar that burnt down, and the others, putting in a new dock, while yet others are painting the veranda of a new friend of mine.  Sometimes, I stop to chat about the weather (how incredibly hot it has been) or to joke about how bad they are making the road with all their construction (as if what they are doing has hardly any impact on the road that is so bad to begin with.)  They laugh and smile with a glint in their eye.  We enjoy that we share this ritual together.


It is such a different world here than the crazy hustle and bustle of the San Francisco Bay Area that I left before coming here.  The city life sucks me dry and drains my life force until I feel I am nothing but a ghost.  Here, in a town of approximately 1,800 people, I feel filled up and renewed each day.  In the city where so many people “know” me, but I do not know them.  Here, where more and more people really know me without even for what I am known for.  Here I am the girl who loves to dance, says hello with a smile to everyone, chats with the locals about their lives, their loves, their loves lost, their latest conquest of some foreigner.  Here, I am the girl who shops like religion at David Perez’s fruit and vegetable stand and the produce truck that comes into town every few days.  The girl who buys the hand-made tortillas once a week and hopes and prays for the days the avocados and tangerines come to town.  Here, I am the girl who was casually invited to come to the “celebration” of an elder’s passing—everyone brings food and drinks and dances all night before the burial.  I did not go because I did not know how to go to a funeral for a man I did not know.  I offended the local friend who invited until I helped him understand that where I come from, a person would never go to the funeral of a person they didn’t know unless they were actually with someone who was a friend or relative.  He replied, “It’s OK Mon (pronounced like a soft “man”), but here it is different.  Here, once you are invited, you are family.”


I love it here.  I love that I am already becoming part of this dysfunctional, wild, belligerent, beautiful, funny family of this place in Belize.  I love that even though everyone has some kind of agenda, most are willing to let go of it after they realize it is not going to get them anywhere with me, but that I still want to be their friend.  I love the ritual of swimming, produce shopping, working (via internet), cooking, dancing, chatting, and laughing.  I love how easy it is to laugh here.  It is often childlike here.  They will get upset, territorial, and even manipulative.  But rarely is it in malice, and even more rarely do they hold a grudge.  Life is too sweet for that.  And, usually, it is nothing that buying someone a beer won’t cure.


There are some people here I am wary of.  There are those from outside the area who are thieves, who have no problem stealing from you even after they know you.  There are locals who will see how much they can get over on you and get away with. There are jellyfish in the water, and mosquitoes, sand flies, and ants that have eaten me alive and made me look like a war-zone.  There are small-town politics the same as just about anywhere (only worse here, because at least half the town is related.)  There is dust and unbelievable heat some days that makes you sweat to even think about moving.  And time… well that is a whole other story unto itself.  Time here, takes its own time.  And still, I love it.  I have found home.  What a beautiful feeling it is.  It has been a very, very long time coming.  And I am so very grateful to have found it.


Love and Simple Pleasures,




Published in: on March 10, 2011 at 3:45 pm  Comments (22)  

Endless Inspiration

Crescent sliver of a moon hangs like gold dripping from its own shadow, a pendant on a necklace strung with glittering diamond stars.


Published in: on March 8, 2011 at 1:32 am  Comments (5)  

A Piece Of Heaven On Earth

Sitting on the veranda, the sun sets golden, turning the mountains into watercolors–lilac, smoky blue, tinged with pink.  Water, crystal blue with hints of silver and gold from the receding light.  Cool breeze and palm trees dance gently.  Egret swoops in, lands almost immediately into perfect stillness–practicing perfecting the art of patience.  Brilliant orange, red, and yellow flowers, so vibrant they  are bright even in the setting sunlight.  Vanessa da Mata and Ben Harper Boa Sorte plays beautifully in the background.  Sipping on a glass of red wine.  Makes me want to cry with how incredibly beautiful this little piece of Heaven on Earth is.

Published in: on March 8, 2011 at 12:02 am  Comments (2)  

Beautiful Belize

Belize is exactly the medicine i needed.  Within days, my lungs were clear, i was off the inhaler i had to use to breathe, the pain in my knee and hips dramatically less, and the pain in my heart, unwinding and releasing with each new day meeting the sun and sea.

Unfortunately, the first place i rented was unsafe, and my friend and i were robbed twice before i was able to find a new place to stay.  However, the new place is beyond perfect.  It is safe, peaceful, and absolutely breathtakingly beautiful.  And one of the best parts about it is that it has a phenomenally fantastic kitchen that is well stocked, and i have been having so much fun creating dishes for my friends here!

Coconut curried vegetables–coconuts picked right from the trees and hand grated and then soaked, stirred, and blended, then strained and cooked to a thick, rich cream.  Yum!!!!!!

Vegetable tortillas with hand-made corn tortillas from a sweet family in the village stuffed with avocado, sprouted black beans and lettuce, tomatoes, and cucumbers marinated in a mango, chile, lime sauce.

Seasoned rice with asian-stir fried vegetables.

And last night, oven-roasted herbed potatoes; quinoa with green onions, basil, and spices; steamed broccoli and cauliflower with a “cheese” sauce i made from roasting red peppers, peeling them, and blending them with apple cider vinegar, olive oil, salt, and a little dried hummus mix.


Ah, yes, i am in my version of Heaven.  i am realizing that i absolutely must spend real, solid amounts of time in the tropics, next to the sea, swimming, breathing warm, clean, salt water air, and making food for friends.  i begin to heal on every single level in experiences like this.  There are, of course, issues even here. But my capacity for managing my sensitive nature and all that goes on in my life and the world grows by leaps and bounds here.


Beginning in May, i will begin moving my home base here.  And before all the comments from people who say how dare i give up on the U.S. and who do i think i am running off to some Caribbean Paradise.  Let me say right up front, “i do not care about your opinions.”  i have spent almost my entire life putting my needs behind everyone else’s.  And it has had a toll on me.  i would not go back and change a thing.  But i am clear, that moving forward, i am planting my roots somewhere where i can heal, grow, thrive, and do the work i feel called to do in the way i feel called to do it.

And knowing this, my heart is tap dancing with joy and my spirit is soaring.

i will continue to do work i believe in, but i will do it in a way that is healthy for me.  And hopefully, quite a bit of my work will include cooking delicious, healthy, vegan meals for people.  : )

Lots of Love,


Published in: on February 23, 2011 at 4:15 pm  Comments (41)  

Sharing Is Caring

Hi Friends,

A friend of mine writes a wonderful blog, and i would encourage you to check out his latest posting as i find it poignant and powerful.




Published in: on February 19, 2011 at 11:07 pm  Comments (7)