This moment
There’s no moment more important than right now Right now is the special occasion Right now is the moment.
This Saturday the 19th
[ Once Upon a Time in Moorpark by Danelle Rivas, 2025 ]
I’ll be at the opening of a new exhibition Brand 53, to support my artist friend Danelle Rivas. Her painting is part of the annual show.
Danelle was my landlord when I first moved to LA from Chicago and has been a dear friend to me through changing times. I lived in her apartment while she and her husband Pedro stayed in their main home in Brooklyn. After being bi-coastal for years, they will soon be solely based in New York. This might be her last show in LA, and I want lots of people to see her work.
The public opening night is free, from 7 to 9 pm, at the beautiful Brand Library & Art Center in Glendale. The show is through September 12th.
[ me, Danelle, and Pedro in Oct 2022 ]
This is how I feel
This is a fantastic, accurate description of how I feel about me and all human relationships.
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The Light
Everything
The other day, I was talking to a friend. He was heartbroken because he and his person love each other so much, but they are not together at this moment. There’s so much pain in their dynamic, as much as there’s love. “You can’t be everything,” I said to him. He resonated. It’s been a few days since the conversation, and I’m starting to feel differently about what I said. Why can’t we be everything to the one we love? How wonderful would it be if we could be everything to each other? To pour into each other with all we have? I want that.
New Podcast Episode: Cocktail Umbrella
A few years ago, I got a cocktail at a bar and didn't get a tiny umbrella on top, like everyone else. My overreaction to the “mistreatment” led me to a homecoming to my essence and a major recalibration of how I see the world.
Talk to Fa Podcast - “Cocktail Umbrella” (S1 E11)
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Origin story
I just want to share
No concluding No convincing No debating No preaching
Just sharing.
The library bar
New York City. Old loft building. I enter it through a heavy wooden door. Looks like warm cherry with a reddish tint. There’s a living space as soon as I enter the apartment. I walk into what I think is the kitchen. Instead, it’s a long, narrow room with a bar counter. There’s still a bunch of stuff the previous resident left. The walls are floor-to-ceiling bookshelves. They are filled with old, dusty books. It’s a library. The structure is dark, heavy, and gnarly. Almost no natural lighting. At the end of the room is a small stage where musicians perform. It’s a bar. It’s a venue. It’s a gathering place inside the apartment.
Every year around this time, I dream of this exact loft and library bar.
Young Soul Old Soul
Young souls raise children to mature themselves. Old souls raise and guide young soul adults.