There’s an idea floating around that we all need to let go of our story. I couldn’t disagree more. Mid-way through the Spring Session of my Infinite Writing Workshop. Last night’s …
Why will anyone care about what I write? People ask me this question all the time. It’s usually after they started writing something they care about. And are getting that …
One of my students, one who is making good progress in her quest to become a funny stand up with a unique voice, asked me how she could believe in …
It’s easy to say just do it. Just get started on creating the things you want to create. The difference between doing it and not doing it is starting. But …
Some very wrong dudeRammed into my car last night.Barrelled down the street.A West Hollywood street that needs inching.That requires courtesy and delicacy.I hold my breath while passing.I’m so in awe …
After helping a friend clean out her place, and tossing a Joy sign that didn’t bring her joy, I started thinking about what really is joy and how can decluttering really help?
My mission for UnCabaret 2.0.
My car key somehow unlocked one of the keys to life.
They’re Painted Ladies.
Often mistaken for Monarchs.
And because of so much rain they’re proliferating.
But then this.
It takes three generations of butterflies to complete the migration.
No one butterfly ever experiences the whole trip?
Only the group consciousness experiences the whole trip.
Only we on the outside experience their whole trip?
They only experience the tripping.
The verb of it.
The many nows that become the migration.
And now I’m remembering my favorite butterfly fact.
I’d forgotten it.
After a caterpillar cocoons it dissolves into nothing before it becomes a butterfly.
Dissolves into like an amino soup of becomingness.
Before it can be a butterfly.
Its own migration.
That one the single being experiences fully.
One question I get asked a lot about my workshop is if we do a show at the end.That’s not how my workshop works.A lot of comedy classes help you …