An Open Letter to My Son’s Friends at the Prom After-Party Weekend
May 14, 2018
21 Days of Yoga
May 17, 2016
Where the Light Enters You
February 6, 2019
Highlights and Wishful Makeuping
April 6, 2017
Andie: I don't know what I'm doing!
Iona: Wishful makeuping.*
*If you can't name this movie, I'm sorry, but we can't be friends anymore. Read no further.
Around this time last year, my little sister and I started madly Pinning all sorts of makeup articles - How to Make Blue Eyes Pop (for her), How to Make Green Eyes Pop (for me), Bridal Makeup, Strobing and Highlighting, and my personal bugaboo, Cat Eye eyeliner. I pinned and YouTube tutorial'ed every possible Cat Eye post I could find and watched and practiced them all. I goofed up and smudged and removed and new product'ed until I wanted to poke myself in the friggin' [cat] eyes.
We were much more successful with the [then] new technique called Strobing. Read more about it here. Basically, it's highlighting for your whole face. You smear a little pink shimmer here and there and step out into your day looking like you swallowed a little glowing secret.
On her wedding day, Sara certainly didn't need any makeup to GLOW. I have never seen her look more radiant. And now it is springtime a year later and here I am, feeling a strong need for some shimmer.
It's been over eight months since I moved to this boring town. In May I'll be 46 years old. I miss my friends in Prague, my European adventures, my weekly language lessons and yoga classes and tram rides, the hikes and bike rides through the Czech forests for a cappuccino or a cold pivo or a gorgeous mountaintop view of the Castle in the distance. I miss writing in the kavárna with Jiři's music on in the background. I miss my whole life's soundtrack playing in the background of my life, y'know what I mean?
Here's what Buddha says: BE WHERE YOU ARE. Otherwise, you will miss your life.
So I have to Be Where I am. I have to breathe into the life I live now, hum along to the background music of American pop radio, Spotify and Pandora , the drive-thru Starbucks speaker, and my kid's new friend playing on the backyard trampoline. (Funny, sounds just like my kid's old friends playing on the backyard trampoline!) I'm over halfway through yoga teacher training, so soon I can begin teaching again, this time with a certificate in my back pocket (along with my shoulder blades; if you've ever been in my yoga class, you know what that means.)
The 17 y-o got his driver's license last week, that made me feel old. I had to fire our pediatrician for an administrative fuck-up; that made me feel pissed. The measure I fought for with my community resistance group passed unanimously, and now we have a Township Proclamation of Inclusivity and Diversity. THAT made me feel proud. These are the highlights, this is me BEING WHERE I AM.