Thursday, June 5, 2014
leaving repressive mexico for three months. coming back different.
This is like someone telling me, "now, you can shave your head and everyone will still love you." or, "go ahead, cook naked."
This is going to be the most liberating experience ever.
And the words of Steve Jobs suddenly come to life, suddenly shed their cáscara: "Avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. YOU ARE ALREADY NAKED. There is no reason not to follow your heart."
... And in my heart, Picasso talks: "I am always doing things I can't do. That is how I get to do them." So here I am, in my kitchen without real clothes on, hair up, thinking how in the heck am I going to decorate my new apartment. Make jokes in Hebrew to the Israeli bus drivers; ooo! Doodle through meetings. Be as weird and as beautiful as possible. Let go of the expectations of Mexico for a while. Find a totally new type of exhilarating.
I guess I've gone through this before. Patterns of restraint, release; restraint, release. I think I've found it. I think I've found release in this corporate cycle. Not the last one, but a damn important one. Some sort of 'me' ness is let out, like a little bird or mosquito in the wind, wings flapping.
Now if I can just add data science and changing the world, I'm freaking found.
Thursday, February 6, 2014
Wednesday, January 22, 2014
MexiArabia
I am the only woman in the Aeromexico lounge, which is full before the 6am flights. With all due respect to Persians and grandmothers, I feel like I am in Iran, or 1942.
It doesn't help that it is freezing and I feel invisible in my all-black business suit hidden by gigantic black pashmina. Under the capes instead of jewels and corsets, I have PowerPoint. Today Mexico is cold and dark. Thank goodness I land in the Caribbean in under two hours and have a full day ahead of important men listening to me. I am proud to be a subversive from the north.
Monday, December 9, 2013
2013 Year in Review
The world is grand and exposed. Tile in old colonial quarters... sour, tropical drinks. Hunger and angst and a shuffling of dreamscapes and the ocean on my feet! Biking through the smog and returning with the cinematic rhythm of falling in love with life, confused, just like an adolescent again.
Sunday, November 3, 2013
Business trip to cancun
sola in Cancun. Have to stay focused
Its easy to feel like I'm in the last dream sequence from eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, or inception or life of pi something.
The ocean is so big, so loud, and so damn empty. There is so much black air and water and I can feel it all at once. I need a tiger to cuddle with. Better than PowerPoint. All this will change tomorrow, when I wake up and see a collassal wad of rippling turquesa and I will return to the Truman show, testing the limits of what is real not by waking up and being baffled by the infinite solitude of things but the opposite - by jabbing at the walls of the babble with the spoke of my sailing vessel. Is this Toy life real? I'll think.
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
The legless man
Its dreams week.
So many dreams happening. Businesses opening. Tasting menus. Private gatherings about social innovation. Redefining the face of countries through wildly futuristic media. Beachfront celebrations. Experimental afterparties. Its dreams week.
An old man with no leg- literally, the femur was removed at age 16 - told me, "I try to make it seem like I just sprained my ankle, cuz I work out too much." He pointed to his head. "It's all in here. You know what I decided would lift my spirits, when I was 18, and realized I'd be in crutches for the next 50 years?" "What?" I said, while watching the game and eating a portabello burger. "Always score really hot girlfriends. Then people would be envious of me and not vice versa."
He spends his life improving public works for the handicapped & lives in a penthouse during the week.
Find your own way, people, and go big.... its dreams week!!!
Monday, October 14, 2013
Failed hidden dinner date
Clandestine activity.
Meet @ secret location, Zimm will notify you the same afternoon
Hour loaded wrong- I meant to put 7:48pm
Punctuality required
Highly recommended: difficult afternoon run before event
Dress code: like a million dollars having fun
Hint: I am dressing Russian
Any cancellations please give 48 hours.