If you know me, you know jealousy has always been my biggest “sin.” Oh, God, it’s a really juicy hook for me. I’m a 4 on the enneagram–and jealousy a big feature of 4’s. (That and being incredibly charming and lovable.) But I read this article and realized it’s really killing me in a way. She says it paralyzes productivity and kills creativity. It’s true. What do we do about it?

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Yes, I’ve spent a over decade performing comedy, but it was largely unpaid and for give minutes at a time. It was easy to sleep in until 10am every day. Working day jobs that I didn’t really feel passionate about. Since I was little, I had always felt like there was something different, something wrong with me, some way I didn’t fit in….

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The study, published in Fertility and Sterility, found that 36 percent of women with Israeli clowns became pregnant, as compared with the 20 percent of clown-free embryo transfer procedure. Not surprisingly, women conceiving the conventional way were found to have a much lower success rate with Israeli clowns in their room at the time of conception.

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Guest co-leader and I offer a celebration and integration of music and party (!) where you will learn to truly celebrate your accomplishments and allow yourself to receive the benefits of your work. Authentic joy and celebration builds in such way that it pervades every area of our lives and warms the hearts of all those we come in contact with.

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Writing the story of your life (or any other made up story for that matter), and then performing it for others, can be a difficult task. A one man show or one woman show however depends on your ability to reveal the nitty gritty of your story in a way that is fascinating and entertaining, as well as perceptive and often humorous as well.

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I'm now at Santosh Puri Ashram in Haridwar.  I took the train, and at Haridwar, and took pictures of some monkeys on the train platform.  One of them beared her teeth and tried to grab the shoes hanging from my bag, but I stepped back and she stopped.  I walked across the street from the […]

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I’m on the last part of a six hour train ride from Old Delhi Station to Haridwar in Uttarakhand. Anjou and her son are in the berth across from me and Raj Kumar was in the berth above.  I boarded at 5 am and the train left at quarter of.  Booking my trip to India […]

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