The Dream is Always the Same… 。・:*:・゚★,。・:*:・゚☆ 

A year in the making…

I had the idea years ago to do a yoga video on a real train while I was watching—you know the scene (wink)—”Risky Business.” After talking my friend Justine into doing it with me, and after many trips to Union Station, a few futile attempts at actually doing yoga on a moving train, having a panic attack two stories underground at the Metro at Hollywood & Highland, being chastised by a security guard for doing a backbend in the middle of Union Station, getting yelled at by another security guard at Griffith Park for wanting to film, almost giving up, getting locked in the train museum after hours and strutting around in those boots that almost broke my spirit, here it is. Totally worth it.


Yoga (on a Real Train): The Trailer

A year in the making 。・:*:・゚★,。・:*:・゚☆ My little yoga film with my friend and vid partner Justine Klineman. God, we had fun 。・:*:・゚★,。・:*:・゚☆


A Conversation: About Yoga (on Haight Street) in 1992

This is the best I can remember about a conversation 23 years ago with a guy I met once.

Me: I don’t want to end up like a weird grungy psycho hippie freak.

Friend: You won’t end up like a weird grungy psycho hippie freak.

Me: I’m afraid of swamis.

Friend: There’s nothing to be afraid of.

Me: I don’t want to go live in Tibet…

And on & on… 

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ELIZABETH, (I Love You.) Will You Please Come Back By The Time I Count To Fifty?

It’s Friday night, 1:00am. I’m looking at my work, and walking around the house, and tossing my hands up in despair and getting more and more restless. And because I can’t find the words to write, I’m looking up other people’s last words, otherwise known as some of the best last lines of movies ever, which I’m putting here for no good reason except I feel like it.

“I had to come all the way from the highways and byways of Tallahassee, Florida to Motor City, Detroit to find my true love. If you gave me a million years to ponder, I would never have guessed that true romance and Detroit would ever go together. And to this day, the events that followed all seem like a distant dream. But the dream was real, and was to change our lives forever. I kept asking Clarence why our world seemed to be collapsing and everything seemed so shitty. And he’d say, ‘That’s the way it goes, but don’t forget, it goes the other way too.’ That’s the way romance is. Usually, that’s the way it goes, but every once in awhile, it goes the other way too….Amid the chaos of that day, when all I could hear was the thunder of gunshots, and all I could smell was the violence in the air, I look back and am amazed that my thoughts were so clear and true, that three words went through my mind endlessly, repeating themselves like a broken record: you’re so cool, you’re so cool, you’re so cool. And sometimes Clarence asks me what I would have done if he had died, if that bullet had been two inches more to the left. To this, I always smile, as if I’m not gonna satisfy him with a response. But I always do. I tell him of how I would want to die, but that the anguish and the want of death would fade like the stars at dawn, and that things would be much as they are now. Perhaps. Except maybe I wouldn’t have named our son Elvis.” True Romance

“Life and death, energy and peace. If I stop today, it was still worth it. Even the terrible mistakes that I have made and would have unmade if I could. The pains that have burned me and scarred my soul. It was worth it, for having been allowed to walk where I’ve walked, which was to Hell on Earth, Heaven on Earth, back again, into, under, far in between, through it, in it, and above.” Gia

“Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months. And then, one not-so-very special day, I went to my typewriter, I sat down, and I wrote our story. A story about a time, a story about a place, a story about the people. But above all things, a story about love. A love that will live forever. The end.” (singing) “The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.” Moulin Rouge

“Now I’ve justified this to myself in all sorts of ways. It wasn’t a big deal, just a minor betrayal. Or we’d outgrown each other, you know, that sort of thing. But let’s face it, I ripped them off, my so-called mates. But Begbie, I couldn’t give a shit about him. And Sick Boy, well, he’d have done the same to me, if he’d only thought of it first. And Spud, well, OK, I felt sorry for Spud—he never hurt anybody. So why did I do it? I could offer a million answers, all false. The truth is that I’m a bad person. But, that’s gonna change—I’m going to change. This is the last of that sort of thing. Now I’m cleanin’ up and I’m movin’ on, going straight and choosin’ life. I’m looking forward to it already. I’m gonna be just like you. The job, the family, the fuckin’ big television, the washing machine, the car, the compact disc and electrical tin opener, good health, low cholesterol, dental insurance, mortgage, starter home, leisure wear, luggage, three piece suit, DIY, game shows, junk food, children, walks in the park, nine to five, good at golf, washing the car, choice of sweaters, family Christmas, indexed pension, tax exemption, clearing gutters, getting by, looking ahead, the day you die.” Trainspotting

“Baby, you are going to miss that plane.” Before Sunset

“And that’s the hardest part. Today, everything is different. There’s no action. I have to wait around like everyone else. Can’t even get decent food. Right after I got here, I ordered some spaghetti with marinara sauce and I got egg noodles and ketchup. I’m an average nobody. I get to live the rest of my life like a schnook.” GoodFellas

“Tonight most people will be welcomed home by jumping dogs and squealing kids. Their spouses will ask about their day. Tonight they’ll sleep. The stars will wheel forth from their daytime hiding places, and one of those lights, slightly brighter than the rest, will be my wingtip passing over.” Up in the Air

“My name is Joel Goodson. I deal in human fulfillment. I grossed over eight thousand dollars in one night. The time of your life, huh, kid?” Risky Business

“I remembered how we’d all come to Gatsby’s and guessed at his corruption, while he stood before us concealing his incorruptible dream. The moon rose higher, and as I stood there brooding on the old unknown world, I thought of Gatsby’s wonder when he first picked out the green light at the end of Daisy’s dock. He had come such a long way, and his dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it. But he did not know that it was already behind him. Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that’s no matter. Tomorrow, we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther. And one fine morning. So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.” The Great Gatsby

“Oh, no! It wasn’t the airplanes. It was Beauty killed the Beast.” King Kong

“Grandpa, maybe you could come over and read it again to me tomorrow.” -“As you wish.” The Princess Bride

“The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn’t exist. And like that, he’s gone.” The Usual Suspects

“I find I am so excited I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it’s the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain. I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend and shake his hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope.” The Shawshank Redemption

” …” Lost in Translation

It’s after 1:30. G’night.

(Confessions) of a Dark L.A. Hippie Chick.

Can’t sleep. Heard the rain outside, got up at 7:00am to think about what to write… Started looking at some old pieces and found this… I feel like I used to be braver. I’m almost depressed about it.

I’m here to tell you slinging booze for a living is much easier than teaching yoga. This is Hollywood, where you have the lost souls, the would-be guitar legends and plenty of drag queens. My homies. We’re talking about a whole lotta glitter, feathers and swagger. Such an easy place to hide. But it’s not all peachy keen, jelly bean; everything you’ve heard is real. This town will rip the fake eyelashes right off your eyelids, throw a bucket of water on your mohawk and reveal the bona fide you, a wizard of nowhere and nothing but your own shockingly beautiful life force.

Confessions of a Dark L.A. Hippie Chick. “>