First and Ninth

Anticipation of a Dangerous Woman

Your beauty is stalling my life. My lips ceaselessly hum your name and you’re all I can think about. From afar I can see your hair dancing and wrapping around but you are with someone else. Everyone watches your eye for glances, but they hope to avoid a broken heart in the wake of your seductive movements. I want to leave these four walls but I am afraid. My body is trapped by the anticipation that you still might arrive. From my window I hear our favorite song and watch the streets – bare, empty and long. Through the wind and rain I can smell your gentle presence so I reach for you; but without so much as a hello, you’ve moved on. The tears that begin to fall are hidden in the rain and you’ve selfishly ripped away all the trees to hug for the pain. In the aftermath of this disappointment and with darkness in my shadow, I’m no longer sad that you’ve stolen pieces of my life. I’m merely mad that you’ve left me here in candlelight with water at my feet. I’m upset that before you traveled all this way, you left me paralyzed with the simple knowledge of your existence and you took away all of my power with the sheer mention of your name.

Dedicated to New Yorkers back on the train with all power restored. Hurricane Irene was a large and powerful Atlantic hurricane that left extensive flood and wind damage along its path through the Caribbean, the United States East Coast and as far north as Atlantic Canada in 2011...

Irene left winds, boarded windows and wounded egos...Flatiron Building

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“…If New York is Your Final Destination, Welcome Home”

24 Aug

First Night Out in the City - Room to make the big mistakes

From a Blog I wrote Tuesday, June 22, 2010
A lot of people ask me why I moved to New York. Having completed 5 years here now, its fun to remember the path that has led me to the place I am today. But that’s a totally different blog…How did I make the decision to move to a place where I didn’t know anyone that knew anyone? One of my favorite sayings is “80% of life is just showing up” – Woody Allen. Sure, tons of people do it – leave their comfort zone to pursue a dream or to prove that they can accomplish something bigger than themselves. But tons of people don’t. I won’t discount the fact that I was 5 years younger, without any anchors, less wise and fearless beyond my current comprehension. Thinking back on it, there was a core ideology that I subconsciously lived by – without any reservation or worry. It went a little a something like this: Be ruthless. Be strong. Get dirty, filthy dirty. Be audacious. Get poor. Get off your ass. Be dangerous. Be scared. Get bitched out. Be pro-active. Be powerful. Get rich. – Nothing and no one was going to get in my way and I kept my eye on the ball at all times. Because why not? One day I might wake up with the anchors that let me go in the first place. The commitment, the kids, the mortgage, the yacht on the South of France. While I wake up today making decisions with less of a raw edge than I did in 2005, the question, “Do you ever see yourself moving back”? has only one answer. I move in one direction, and that’s forward towards happiness.