"Enlightenment is ego's ultimate disappointment." -- Chögyam Trungpa The heat continues to be prematurely brutal in Los Angeles. Today's forecasts have it becoming as hot as 100 degrees. It's 94 at...I certainly don't do any of this to impress anyone. I do it so I can interact with the world more efficiently and peacefully as well as make choices born out of wisdom and a connection to my intuition

The reason I don't take acting classes at this phase in my life is that most often when I end up in one, they are generally geared toward the basic concepts behind the craft. That isn't to say that returning...happens when you go out into the world and in Hollywood all of that human contact is what takes you to the places you need to get somewhere. I feel as if the needs of a successful evening were met

I had another slow start to the day. I'm still very spent from the weekend. I only just started to feel as if I could move. It was just in time for the ten minutes of violent storming that passed over...taught by Chekov from Star Trek. That's right - Walter Koenig. It'll be very interesting. I can add to my collection of Hitchcock stories since he worked with him once before his Star Trek days

I fell asleep last night to the marvelously exotic scent of jasmine once again. It was so thick in the air after this oddly summer like weather fooling the flower into blossoming. Someone in another apartment...Underground Theater has changed my perspective and unearthed even more that had been laying dormant inside. A whole month to prepare for a four minute routine plus a little PR for the movie? Bring it on

It was a perfect Los Angeles night. I did a show that ended on a high, beautiful note. We drove around afterward in the sensuous Hollywood evening perfumed by night jasmine with the top of the Jag down...in my life. I've checked off a number of dreams or deep desires from my list. I feel very accomplished. It won't last. I'll start craving and desiring in a month or so. But for now, I'll enjoy it

I feel very accomplished as a woman after last night. I made Moroccan cornish game hens, which were just divine, and then I dashed off to the theater to perform. We have one more night left of the play...my last minute mentality ruling today. The whole Congress approved daylight savings time spring forward has stolen an inconvenient hour of my life I'd have preferred to keep for the next three weeks

I have no idea where my head was tonight. It would have been fine save that during one pivotal scene, I was watching myself in this out of body way and my inner voice kept judging in this nagging fashion... is coming as well as a girlfriend from high school. That will keep me from doing stupid inner monologues or throwing away a scene in petulance because I'm judging my work instead of living it

The lobby of the Underground Theater I don't think words are powerful enough, even in capable hands, to recreate this evening. It was one of the most pure performance experiences I have had...so satisfying to put out work that is excellent. Being back in a spotlight is a beautiful thing. Having people actually like the work and take the time to say as much makes me feel so very elated

Our final two run throughs of the play were shockingly satisfying. It's a good show worth watching. Everyone has done a marvelous job of pulling it together in a mere two weeks. To say that I am proud...I want to finish putting crystals on one of my lingerie pieces so the glue will be dry by tomorrow night. I have to finish putting together headshots/resumes for the industry folders we'll be giving out

It was one of those days when people seemed to be missing a screw or two and circumstances played in unsettling ways. Patience was my best friend and I simply said as little as possible. I just turned...up in heaven looking down at this whole incident, would be crushed by his teachings being used in such a demeaning, poisonous way. Happy Birthday to the lovely pinup princess aboriginal