Just one look One thought One healing One person One life Makes it all Worth feeling
In case any of you wonderfully, wisely child-less folks have ever wondered... What it's like to have kids: Take your alarm clock. Set it to go off every 5 minutes. Set it to the music you hate the most. Then the volume all the way up. Now disable the snooze. Now jump out the window.
This marks a year and a half that I've been doing pole - interestingly, most of my progress has been in 2017. If you think you're too awkward to try pole or to try anything else that's new and uncomfortable, just watch this video, you'll see how totally NOT comfortable I was at first!! Thanks … Continue reading My Pole Journey
My resolution for 2018 is to ride life like a water slide. I can change positions to go faster or slower, or to make things more comfortable or feel more risky, but once I start down the slide, I'm not in control anymore; gravity is. At that point, it doesn't matter if I'm facing the … Continue reading What’s Your Gravity?
There's really not much more to say. Except thank you, Justin Timberlake.
Happy Holidays, friends! Here's a little hardcore Christmas specially for you - all my latest moves. Hope you like it!!
Not sure That I am who I am Not sure That I like what I see Not sure I can handle this shit Not sure Who I'm going to be Not sure If I'm playing a part Not sure If I'm real or fantasy Not sure If I'm fumbling in the dark All I know … Continue reading Not Sure
You keep dreaming and dark scheming Yeah, you do You're a poison and I know that is the truth All my friends think you're vicious And they say you're suspicious You keep dreaming and dark scheming Yeah, you do I feel like I'm drowning Aah, drowning You're holding me down and Holding me down … Continue reading I Feel Like I’m Drowning
Because I refuse to be out-weirded and out-talented by some online kook who happens to have access to a pole. Behold! Sit spin guitar Flatline tambourine Gemini flute Teddy bear djembe Brass monkey guitar You're welcome.
A light shines through the crack A glow in a dusty shack Bending across worlds of show Contorting through tunnels few know Rising below the open door Reaching up to touch the floor Switching sides to contemplate Upside down in grounded fate