“Ask the universe for what you want.” Great. I love it. But I think many of us find ourselves suffering a certain silent, self imposed martyrdom – a certain righteous resignation of, “I am asking, but it’s not working.” I think the addition of a certain provision to th...

Oh self-pity how I've missed you. You taste good. Truly, you do. You taste real. You have so many layers and you let me sink my teeth into as many as I want. Your chewy but you're not tough. You're ruthless but you're comfortable. You're reductive and restricting but s...

Resentment and self righteousness go hand in hand don’t they?

Is it possible to resent someone or something without labeling them wrong and yourself right?

And is it possible to be fully one’s self while harboring resentments?  Because in doing so, one must maintain thei...

Be unreasonable today.

Be unreasonable in way you attack your work today. Be unreasonable in the way you approach your work and be unreasonable in the commitment to, and in the execution of, your work.

Set a goal that is unreasonable. Set a goal that falls under the umbr...

Ever since I began acting, I’ve ascribed such reverence to the word “actor.”

When I think “actor,” I think of that peerless ensemble in The Godfather. I think Brando in Waterfront, I think of Heath as the Joker and Ennis, I think of Philip Seymour and Denzel, and Chiwet...

How often do you think to yourself, “they don’t like me.” And how possible is it for a statement like that to be truly true? Who are you exactly?

There is one part of me that feels certain that certain people don’t like me, and whether I deem that to be a judgmental sta...

Afraid to Ask?

We shrink from truly putting our best foot forward. Why? Because in doing so, we open ourselves to the possibility that our best foot might not measure up. Rejection sucks and it’s much safer to hold onto some of our really good stuff, the juicy stuff, so...

What do people say about you?

What would you like to think they might say about you?

And I know, I know, trust me, I know, you don’t care what people think. I know. Neither do I. Totally. Right on.

Ok, but what if, IF, this was a fantastical sort of reality and they were...

Had a startling realization yesterday: I don’t remember much.

I fail to remember moments that groups of friends take for granted. Old teammates of mine from middle school on through college remember specific games and practices, turning points, highlights, and bloopers...

A fresh start.

You can give yourself one any time you need one. If you’re like me, it’s more an issue of giving yourself permission to, the permission to stop berating yourself for what you wished you’d done differently and to allow yourself the chance to begin afresh.

W...