The Universe and The Book of Love

EBox, my dear friend, first introduced me to Rumi- an absolutely wonderful and talented poet.

When discovering Rumi, I shared some of the poems with my spiritual friend, NGrace and she told me that Rumi happens to be the favorite poet of her Guru. Guru M isn’t my Guru per se but I do listen to her as one means to meditate. She says that meditation is the realization of the presence of divine energy in our lives. By training the mind to create the world and the life we want though an understanding of ourselves and our minds, we are able to realize our ability to create/do/think anything.

This connection between Rumi and Guru Maya was made months ago, and I am still pretty pleased with the perfection of these connections. It is truly incredible, how life twists and twirls and leads you to the right place if you trust the universe, even for a second. Some how, the universe seems to have it’s perfect unplanned, plan and if we let it, it can guide us to exactly where we need to go.

I’d like to  let the universe do the talking now and open the book Rumi: The Book of Love to a random page and share the poem below:


Your grief for what you’ve lost lifts a mirror

up to where you’re bravely working.

Expecting the worst, you look, and instead,

here’s the joyful face you’ve been wanting to see.

Your hand opens and closes and opens and closes.

If it were always a fist or always streched open,

you would be paralyzed.

Your deepest presence is in every small

contracting and expanding,

the two beautifully balanced and coordinated

as birdwings.

Rumi speaks about a hand opening and closing and opening again. He then goes on to say that if the hand were always open or always closed, we would be paralyzed.

I see this as a comparison for life and how it can appear as good at times and bad at others. When things are good, we can feel excited/happy and when things are bad, we can feel depressed, lonely and alone. I think sometimes it is easy to judge things as good or as bad and get stuck there. But that’s the thing! It is just a trick…. the idea that life is opening and closing and opening again allows for us to keep going. It is the best thing that we have and it is what allows us to move in the way we want to move.

This goes back to Guru M’s idea that meditation is an awareness of the divinity within- the awareness that good and bad do not really exist (except in our minds) and that each moment is divine if we can drop our our judging mind.

As always, feel free to share any thoughts.




words.thoughts. mind.

an exploration of words/thoughts….It seems like all I am really doing is waiting. 

I disguise it for dish washing, talking, walking.

All I am really doing is waiting.

Freedom is nothing;
It is an empty house–there is no bed,

there are no walls.

I couldn’t ask you to sit down here.

I can’t host anyone.

Seems like all I am really doing is waiting.

I won’t wait.

It is nighttime over and over again.

But I won’t wait.



love making, on the spot.

As a follow up to the post of recieiving love,  I want to explore the idea of sending love.

While eating some Fondue(and yes, we had huge strawberries and rice crispy treats), I asked a few dear Valentine friends to share with me their greatest wishes. Following, I created small word drawings that embodied their wish.

Here is what happened:

with love,


Gettin’ some… love

On Valentines Day, I’d like to share about giving and receiving gifts.  Gifts to me are all about love and sharing it.

This first post is about receiving love. Later, in my full post, I will share about giving love.

I received a text this AM from someone very dear to my heart, saying “Go to and listen to the sex and candy remix.” This song, which we shared together and often laughed about, always brings a smile to my face. This “gift”, especially on Valentines day, is absolutely perfect. I couldn’t ask for more. Showing the love can take some creativity when it comes to really understanding how we can show another person that we “get” them.  And in the end of the day, this is the only thing we ever really need. 

Since this post is about receiving love, I’d like to share my appreciation for someone who always knows how to show it.

With love, lots of respect, and a lil’ extra love (just in case you missed it the first time),


Pancakes are the new black or Partying with pancakes.

Last night was pancake party night — and what that means is pancakes, good friends, good wine (well, okay, the wine might not have been good in the eyes of a connoisseur). But like my 89 year old mom-mom says, “I’ll drink [to] that, but heck I’ll drink [to] anything.”

We made whole wheat pancakes and yes, we went for it, and added chocolate chips. We also made a berry compote and some homemade whipped cream. The four of us took turns whipping the cream and it was pretty awesome when it all came together, knowing that we all had something to do with the creation.

Needless to say, it was a delicious dinner and we ate everything up in record speed. Well, I did at least. One of my dearest friends,  we will call her Webblet, commented, saying something like “I love it when you eat everything up in one second.” She knows what this means for me and what it means is that the food, truly and honestly, hit the spot.

After finishing the pancakes (2 seconds later), Mfoe (my other dear and very funny friend), and Webblet, insisted that we check out a blog, called Jim’s pancakes.  This is part of what pancake party night is all about.  Jim makes pancakes for his daughter Allie every morning. But these are not normal pancakes. These pancakes are creations of art and they are fun. Through the site he explores making colored pancakes in all different shapes and sizes. For example: dinosaur pancakes, sushi pancakes, and even, cereal pancakes. He also takes pancakes to the next level by creating 3-d sculptures using syrup as glue. It’s. just. genius. We oohhhed and we ahhhhed and we looked at every post. We also watched all the videos and enjoyed Allie’s adorable comments. She likes to say Daddy. A lot.

It’s exciting to create something with friends, and then expand upon that knowledge by learning from someone else (ie: Jim), who can bring a different perspective to the table.

Today, after sharing this experience with my wonderful friend, Ebox, she told me that her twin makes pancakes with poppy seeds and ginger. Upon description, my mouth dropped open, as it usually does, when she describes the food her sister creates. These sound delicious. So so delicious. I like the idea that there is an endlessness in what can be done with just a simple thing– like a pancake.

I also like the fact that a simple experience (like party pancake night) can be transformed into learning something new, into opening the mind to new ideas, and into allowing us to connect with the world around us and the people in it. Suddenly, a pancake, or a night of pancakes with some pals, can shift and expand our world. Suddenly, there are Jim’s pancakes, there are poppy seed pancakes, there are conversations about pancakes, and there are endless ideas about pancakes. When we allow an experience into our lives and  we allow ourselves to open up to that experience, suddenly the world opens up to us (and shares with us its secrets, its power, and its endless perfection). (If we let it!). It is up to us, after all.

With love, lots of respect, and a lil’ extra love (just in case you missed it the first time),


Stealing the good stuff and gems and ribbons. omy.

A musician and underground-chef friend of mine has an ongoing canvas on the walls of his room. Often, when friends visit his apartment, they add to his walls, leaving a piece of them with him. While visiting his apartment a few months ago, he was jamming out on the keyboard and I spent my time painting. I used bright colors, and as he played and sang, I painted a fish. It was a miraculous experience.

When something excites me, like this, I often take it and bring it into my own life, recreating it into something unique and meaningful to me.  Someone told me that a good poet is one who can steal the “good stuff” from the “great poets” and make it their own. I see this in all forms of creating. Everything that we see around us is there to inspire us; it is there for us. Every moment, every painting, every song, every person is a possibility just for us. And with possibility all around us, we are able to create something new in every moment.

I love the idea of having friends help “decorate” my living space and I decided to recreate this in my own life. After eating at a place called The Red Head, my childhood friend and I, took this idea home. We came back to my apartment and decided we would decorate my Shabby Chic Vanity table. It was fun doing a project together and trying out a new idea.

it always has room for more love and has been added to by other visitors...

By doing something new and different, we can push each other into the bliss of experiencing the universe in a different way. Often, when we do the same thing all the time, we can get into a rut, feel bored, tired, uninspired or even, depressed. When our routine becomes uninteresting to us, it can be hard to see the inspiration that is available at every moment. When we remove negativity and the blocks in our life, we can get into touch with our ability to create and transform our world and the things in it. When we experience/create new things, it allows us to the see the world in its pure form. It allows us to see the world as it truly is– beautiful, exciting and new(always new).

With love, lots of respect, and a lil’ extra love (just in case you missed it the first time),


First post. And I lied. No art today, just words.

After eating a nice Sunday lunch with my friend “C” at Cha-An, a lovely second floor Japanese Tea House in the E village, we took the subway uptown. I told her I wanted to blog and I didn’t know what to blog about. Reader: I must say it’s not for lack of excitement. I often find that I have so many things competing at once, that it is hard to choose which to do. Logically, I’d say it makes sense to think “what is meant to be done, will be done and all else doesn’t matter.” But, hey, I have been a bind about this for some time, feeling lost in the endless options available. I was always daydreaming about having a blog, but not writing a single word. I don’t wanna say I was procrastinating- but perhaps, I was.

Someone once said to me “Time spent questioning is an excuse for not doing.” Well, perhaps, that is what I did–made an excuse for not doing. We can spend time thinking about doing things, instead of doing them. It’s easier that way, sometimes. I think we can fear starting things – worrying about how it will turn out, the details of how to get from A to B, and what people will think. Well, here I am, doing, and  I have some friends to thank for pushing me through and inspiring me.

That’s what friends are for, to help push us and not let the mental blocks stand in the way of what feels right in our lives. “C” left me on the subway with some great advice. She said to think of the blog like a personal journal and to just document whatever comes to mind. She said to not worry about who read it- whether it be zero people or just one or two. I thought, “OK, well, I can do that.” And then thought, well I probably won’t start one anyway. Ha. Ha.

It just so happens that today I stumbled upon a blog, where the blogger decided to take her life/blog to the new level by challenging herself to post something creative everyday. I loved the idea and after coming home from work and feeling exhausted, a light bulb went off for me and imakearteveryday was born.  I see this as a place to share anything special created each day. I often spend time creating art/crafts/food/photos/etc with friends and on my own and find the joy that it brings. I am honored to share it here.

I think if we do what we love, we feel good; if not, we can feel negative, nothing, or off. When we are on, everything flows, we are in sync. In these moments, which I think we can create in our lives as often as we choose, creativity flows. Our life is ours to create, every second (moment by moment by moment). Everything around us can be a tool for us to play with and to use to create something new if we choose to see it that way. I am hoping to explore this here.  I am open to any suggestions/comments/thoughts and look forward to sharing and perhaps, creating a reciprocal place to share. After all, as everything around us is energy, we cannot give without receiving and vice-a-versa.

With love, lots of respect, and a lil’ extra love (just in case you missed it the first time),