Follow me to my new website and my journey from screenplay to screen! AFTERMATH was completed this spring and went through revisions this summer, thanks to the notes from two producers. Gratefully, it has now found representation and soon a home.
Go to my NEW website where I continue my journey toward finding my Path in this life, sharing all the bumps and bruises on the way.
10,000 miles in seven weeks has brought me to my new life. Leaving our 3,700 square foot home to our new 45 foot boat in Florida brings many unexpected challenges and joy. Giving up the safety-net job of teaching was the first step, then it was putting all of my life into the back of my Dodge Avenger. (That’s when I realized that everything in my life was truly temporary!) I also realized that picking and choosing items to keep in life and those to let go of can be emotional, yet freeing.
Things to Keep
Some things were easy to keep. The things that make life a little easier, as well as things that brought me joy. It was the memories of friends I had made in the past 25 years living in Nevada. They were there for me for a reason or a season, though only a few were for longer. The memories of those that made me laugh or listened to my sorrows will always hold a special place in my heart. The memories of having groups of friends where monthly get-togethers were fun diversions, to watching their children grow making us feel a little older and wiser. Also, the beauty of Lake Tahoe and the places that brought me happiness. I often visit those places in my mind when I need a pick me up.
Things I Got Rid Of Continue reading
I don’t regret going to Alaska. It taught me so much about my intuition and those that suffer from mental illness. I feel this journey only made me a better writer exploring the human experience.
Signs Like a Totem Pole
The plane landed in Anchorage without delay. I wasn’t sure what to expect from my first views of Alaska after researching it for the past five months. Green, lush pine groves, tall snow laden mountains and large blue skies would be the backdrop to my first feature film.
Krystal had already grabbed her backpack and was bubbling over with anticipation and a little apprehension. Would this be the same Alaska she knew 25 years ago? I was to write her life story, a feature film about the events that led her back to the man who broke her heart so many years ago and the woman she had now become.
It was a story of survival and redemption. I was excited that this movie could launch her career as a Life Coach. Little did I know that this trip would be a shocking discovery of broken dreams, harsh realities and a tattered soul.
When I started teaching mindfulness based stress reduction with my 3rd graders, I worried there would be push-back from my parents thinking I would be teaching meditation, although the word was not used in the curriculum.
However, within the first week of practice, students would use the word meditation from their own background knowledge of the word.
Students practicing breathing techniques.
Knowing this could be cause for concern, I briefly taught the students the difference between practicing breathing techniques to calm the brain and Meditation. Since then, in the nine years of teaching Mindfulness, I’ve only had one incident where a parent discontinued their child in the activities, due to religious choice.
The program I implemented was called The MindUp Curriculum by the Hawn Foundation. I chose this program, because it is non-secular in its teaching of mindfulness using brain-based research in the 15 activities.
Students were taught in the first three lessons how their body responds to stress and how to regulate the stress through mindful breathing techniques called Core Practice. For the rest of the twelve lessons in the program, the students learned how to be Mindful, practice Empathy, and to self regulate during stressful or excitable situations.
Practicing the life of a writer is much more fun than the practicality of it. I could be bogged down with the fears of how was I going to make it, rather than the sheer joy of creating.
I am taking a leave of absence from teaching to heal myself from stress and begin my life as a writer. It took me several years to finally get myself to this point and start my dream.
Why did it take so long? Life got in the way. From being a mother and wife, then a divorce to freedom, I never found the inner strength I needed to believe in myself.
Then the pieces seemed to fall into place, once I allowed myself to see the signs. Continue reading
We can all recall, those of us with siblings, the lasting memories of childhood and the instigators in our life we call brother or sister. Many of us had close, bonding relationships that made us feel protected, and others recall times of utter chaos and torment. Some of us felt our birth position as powerful, such as the first born dictates, or how much you were able to get away with things being the baby in the family. But no matter the type of relationship you had with your siblings, they shaped us in ways we are now finding impacts how well we adjust in our daily adult lives.
“There may be no relationship… that’s closer, finer, harder, sweeter, happier, sadder, more filled with joy or fraught with woe, that the relationship we have with our brothers and sisters.” – Jeffrey Kluger, TED Radio Hour.
They know your real Persona.
Fear isn’t an excuse to come to a standstill. It’s the impetus to step up and strike. ~Arthur Ashe
I wrote this letter to someone I loved dearly to let them go. It wasn’t easy, actually rather painful. But as I wrote the letter, I realized it not only showed how much I loved them, but how much I loved myself. When we love from the purest part of our hearts, we can truly allow that person the freedom to be whomever they finally choose to be. Free of fear, free of guilt, free of remorse, and free of being unloved. The letter below is an edited excerpt of what I wrote to him when he was struggling having to face where he was in his life and making some changes.
…I know I have to let you go…