Thoughts Simply Arise
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A blog about love, life, theatre, vanity, beauty, and survival.
Mix together a relentless passion for theatre and the arts, a desire to grow as a human being, a deep need to love and be loved, a knack for feminist theory, a longing for peaceful awareness, and an inclination to write, analyze, and learn from every experience, and you get Thoughts Simply Arise.
06/19/2013
My Thoughts Today: CHANGE BRAZIL
thoughts simply arise: CHANGE BRAZIL... EVEN IF FROM YOUR COUCH In today's world of split second media spillage, we create our headlines. We have more power and responsibility. While some call it lazy advocacy, I maintain that the written word has always been quite loud and, if nothing else, social media encourages people to write something- anything!- and thus ...
05/26/2013
New Blog Post: The Bubble
thoughts simply arise: The Bubble Well meaning American teachers came to our school thinking they were doing something truly notable: teaching in an international school in Latin America, where kids are so underprivileged. When they walked into our palace and faced our nose jobs, they consoled themselves with the thought that maybe ...
04/11/2013
New Blog Post: What My Big Butt Taught Me
thoughts simply arise: What My Big Butt Taught Me I went from a size 6 to a size 10 in 9 months. Caught in a lifestyle of high stress and immediate comfort, I stopped working out and started eating (and drinking) whatever tasted most like forgetting my day. Mashed potatoes, chips, burgers, pasta, and beer were high on that list. I gave so little th...
03/30/2013
Blog Post from nearly two years ago, still relevant today. "Mommy, Why is that Man Kissing Another Man?"
thoughts simply arise: Mommy, Why is that Man Kissing Another Man? I know now that not only is it my place to correct offenders and to stand up to prejudice and injustice; it is my responsibility as a human being to do so. Inaction is a form of allowance and encouragement, and that is no longer acceptable to me.
03/23/2013
New Blog Post: Sponges
thoughts simply arise: Sponges I wanted to be a sponge: open and absorbent pores surrounding an ever-receptive, soft heart. I fiercely sought self-awareness, authenticity, and constant growth. I equated strength with the ability to be deeply affected by events, people, and places, unafraid of pain and vulnerability.
02/17/2013
New Blog Post- Note to Self: Don't Clean
thoughts simply arise: Note to Self: Don't Clean I am always surprised by what brings out my sadness and despair. I was cleaning my apartment today because I'm having a girls only party. (A very girly type of party, with baked goods and face masks and chocolaty alcohol; the type of party a single girl throws on the month of Valentine's Day.)
02/15/2013
New Blog Post: Valentine's Day in New York City
thoughts simply arise: Valentine's Day in New York City
Duane Reade's candy aisles are bare.
The florist paints all the white flowers pink.
Babysitters are auctioned on eBay.
02/11/2013
New Blog Post: Surviving Heartbreak Step by Step
thoughts simply arise: Surviving Heartbreak Step by Step Help me, the heartbroken are screaming. Tell me what to do. Provide me with some relief. They are tired of hearing, "Time will make it better." They want to know what to do between better and now. How did I do it, so many want to know, and can I give them a step-by-step plan on how to make it throu...
Endings - by Larissa Dzegar
"Suddenly the heart bursts open and forgotten hopes, buried dreams, and many versions of what-could-have-beens pour out.
The face forgets how to hold back tears and the body shrinks, as if recoiling from existing.
The senses ache for the ugly, the meek, and the deathly. Happy people hurt. Daylight hurts. Flowers hurt.
The brain chants, it will hurt less soon.
The chest carries around the open wound and goes to work, eats meals, showers, sleeps, and wakes up again, hoping it is closer to healing.
Hands still reach for other hands, surprised not to find them there, hurt they were not warned or consulted.
Bones turn to liquid when phones light up. But phones light up for many reasons these days.
The stomach becomes a balloon, hollow hands pushing stubborn skin.
The organs ask to rest, and legs walk to bed. All the beds in all the world know how to cradle a broken heart, and there, in the sacred space of sleep, there is comfort. There is release. And there is recovery.
The body, the mind, the soul, and the heart come to an agreement. Everything will be okay. Maybe not today, but soon."
02/07/2013
New Blog Post: Endings
thoughts simply arise: Endings
Suddenly the heart bursts open and forgotten hopes, buried dreams, and many versions of what-could-have-beens pour out.
The face forgets how to hold back tears and the body shrinks, as if recoiling from existing.
The senses ache for the ugly, the meek, and the deathly. Happy people hurt. Daylight...
01/15/2013
I got published on MommyBites! Check it out!
Lady to Lion: Teaching Toddlers In my household, I was not bred to enjoy or excel at sports.
New Blog Post: The Extraordinary Ordinary
thoughts simply arise: The Extraordinary Ordinary Everyone is "home" for the holidays, and facebook is littered with Midwest check-ins and pictures of childhood memories dug up from suburban attics. We are not cynical New Yorkers playing angry birds while in line at Starbucks today. We are not struggling, hope-starved artists lost in a sea of audi...
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