March '05

3/19 8:12pm: Yes, the preliminary moments of Spring are upon us and I will be able to write about something other than my complete distaste for the last three months of Winter! We have turned the corner here in New England and as my dear friends/landlords (Mark & Susan: Boss/Brown Arts) have been quick to point out, the Crocuses have decided it’s time to make their appearance. Invariably they get their little floral asses kicked by the impending “surprise” snow storm that I can assure you is moments away, but it’s inevitable: Spring is here!
That means I’ll be sneezing my ass of in 6 weeks!
Okay, enough about me, let’s talk about you! Oh, that’s right, this is my journal. Alright, let’s talk about me! I’m doing fine, thanks for asking.

I had the pleasure of house sitting for one very wonderful yoga student of mine. It was really quite a treat. She and her husband have a beautiful home and a ten-year-old Yellow Lab named Thatcher. He is a sweet ol’ guy and we got along quite famously. I used to house sit a bunch years ago. To tell you the truth, it’s a bit of a bitter/sweet experience. I grew up a very fortunate upper-middle class Jewish Prince and really had no idea that the rest of the world was struggling, until my family fell out of good standing with the “Gods of Cash Flow”! It’s been a fifteen year journey of seeing the world from a very different perspective. It’s put me right in touch with what’s REALLY important in life. Money isn’t directly an ingredient in the “Soup of Happiness”. It sure can help you purchase the right ingredients, but if you think you can just throw money in the pot and bring it to a boil... You’re wrong! Your soup is gonna’ suck!
My siblings and I won’t inherit a thing financially at this point. Most of my peers have been set up pretty nicely, and the fact is, most of them are pretty not so happy! I’ve had to fight my way back and the tools I’ve used to do so have been the true gifts that my parents have given me. I am surrounded by friends who are not very big fans of their parents. In my adult years I’ve been shocked to find out about abuse and just plain shitty parenting out there. I now cherish all the more the love, understanding, nurturing, discipline and sense of humor my parents and Emma (our Nanny/housekeeper) have instilled in us. It’s even more apparent when I see what tremendous parents my sister Marla and her husband Eric are to my niece and nephew, Adina & Joseph. My sister, my brother Harry, and I carry the torch with pride. Wanna' change the world? Raise some healthy, wonderful children, who think enough of themselves to think enough of the world we live in.
Fact is, when I stay in a beautiful home with a Grand Piano in the living room it feels good. My friend Julianne commented that being in a nice home makes everyone feel good and she’s right. However, for me it feels better than good; it feels like home and I want home again.
Bottom line is: It’s time to kick some ass and make some serious cash!
I want to be able to take care of the people I love. I want to be able to play music. (The music businees won't provide for me in it's current incarnation, unless I'm a 16 year-old girl with fake breasts, the body of a 26 year-old and a mouth like a truck driver!) I want to be able to teach and practice yoga, and in my spare time I want to make the world a much better place.
Keep and eye on me... Things are about to get good!
Now let’s talk about you!