Breakeven pt. III

The first breakup that I wrote about in Breakeven pt II was very difficult for me. A sliver of it stayed with me up to My Month of Writing. I believed I experienced my one shot at love and I felt it was wasted on someone who didn’t appreciate me or know how to fully…

Breakeven pt. II

Two weeks ago I scratched the surface on break ups with Breakeven pt. I. Once a relationship ends it feels like there is a real or imagined imbalance between the parties involved e.g. one person grieves more or dates right away and sometime one person finds their future spouse. We all grieve in different ways, When…

The Side Effects of Breakeven pt. I

Breakeven pt. I had a surprisingly deep impact on me this week and led me on an unexpected journey. I am genuinely speechless. It was my intention from the start to take my writing down a different path than what I published, but I trusted where my writing naturally went and I followed it. I…

Breakeven pt. I

When I first heard Breakeven by the script, I thought it was brilliant. To my knowledge it was the first song that addressed the unbalance of a breakup. “I’m still alive but I’m barely breathing […]  [S]he’s moved on while I’m still grieving. [W]hen a heart breaks no it don’t break even.” -“Breakeven” by the…

I Dreamt About an Ex…

I woke up profoundly changed, about a month ago. This change occurred while I was asleep having, what at first felt like a nightmare, but in actuality it was a dream. Over seven years ago I ended a relationship that went on longer than it should have. I was young, naive and I did not know…

Tune Tuesday #34 – Contemplating Life

Death has been circling me lately. Like my meditation on love, focus on my health and habits, lessons on energy and series that I have written in relation to the gifts of breakups, death wants to be seen and heard too. I am not a morbid person and I do not bring this topic up…

Tune Tuesday #30 – Heart of Gold

My heart is hurting. I do not want to write about today’s topic. Deep sigh. This is where my heart is … hurting. I have to follow it, honor it and let it speak. I ran into an ex this weekend. I met him a year ago. I remember when we first met. As I…

A Series of Leaps

“All roads lead to this…” I have told myself repeatedly these past few weeks. It all started with a harmless post on the gifts that come from breakups. What I initially wanted to say, evolved into something different and guided me to a deeper reflection. The day Breakeven pt I posted, all I could think…

My Inciting Incident

This past Friday was my 5 year anniversary of moving to Los Angeles (LA). My move was prompted by my desire to further my career in the entertainment industry. In college, once I decided to actually pursue this career (versus dream about it), I knew LA would be in my future. The year before I…