Writer. Speaker. Artist. Lyricist. Activist. Advocate. Bubble Blower. Beach Lover.
I'm soulmates with olive trees, azure seas and every beach on earth.
Hands in the dirt, heart on the sleeve, soul wayyyy out there.
Dark Chocolate. White jeans. Blues dives.
Good chance that was me you saw dancing in the market.
I can remember only 3 times
Writer. Speaker. Artist. Lyricist. Activist. Advocate. Bubble Blower. Beach Lover.
I'm soulmates with olive trees, azure seas and every beach on earth.
Hands in the dirt, heart on the sleeve, soul wayyyy out there.
Dark Chocolate. White jeans. Blues dives.
Good chance that was me you saw dancing in the market.
I can remember only 3 times when someone else smiled first.
I dressed up as white light for Purim.
All that said, you probably want to know a few basics, in no particular order::
I’ve been a life coach certified by the International Coaching Federation for over 15 years. And besides being well-trained, I’m extremely intuitive and spiritual and I joyfully bring those gifts to the way I coach. I graduated University of Pennsylvania.
I'm left brain, right brain, and soul brain. I'm passionate about coaching women in prison and kids of incarcerated parents. I was a successful TV writer and put that on hold to raise my kids. I love the beach, and a I love blowing bubbles
I got the idea for "Your Unexpected Life" when I realized that nearly every client expressed something like, "I didn't expect it would be like this," or "It wasn't supposed to be like this."
I realized we all have an unexpected life. And when that expectation doesn't match up to reality, people often perceive it as a disappointment or fa
I got the idea for "Your Unexpected Life" when I realized that nearly every client expressed something like, "I didn't expect it would be like this," or "It wasn't supposed to be like this."
I realized we all have an unexpected life. And when that expectation doesn't match up to reality, people often perceive it as a disappointment or failure rather than a path to something wondrous they never imagined. My message: Listen to your soul. Your soul knows best and your soul knows what's next. .
And just as I had it all planned out... a book, speaking engagements, etc... the most unimaginable unexpected thing happened:
I was physically hit by an SUV as a pedestrian. Thrown nearly 3 houses. Left gushing blood in the middle of the street. Hit and run. Lots of trauma, physical and emotional. What matters most is I lived - and I'm so grateful. (You can read the article below.)
Now I really had an unexpected life. After healing, I got back to writing the book and planning speaking engagements.
And then Covid struck - the most unexpected pandemic in history. .
And now everyone has an unexpected life.
And I've got a lot to say about that. But mostly, I'm here to help you live your most soulful, dazzling unexpected life.
It's really simple. After years of coaching actors, artists & celebs in Hollywood, my soul is calling me to Israel.
It's my mission to connect the
infinite with the finite,
to help you connect your soul with
your heart, head and body,
To connect you with your soul's wisdom and insights to make your professional life more meaningful and im
It's really simple. After years of coaching actors, artists & celebs in Hollywood, my soul is calling me to Israel.
It's my mission to connect the
infinite with the finite,
to help you connect your soul with
your heart, head and body,
To connect you with your soul's wisdom and insights to make your professional life more meaningful and impactful
To use my A-list Hollywood coaching expertise and my unique soul savvy gleaned from decades studying spiritual and mystical Judaism to help you love your life.
This is the article I wrote about my accident.
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Last spring, as I was walking alone to a Shabbat dinner in Pico-Robertson, no car was in sight when I stepped off the curb at Livonia Avenue and Pickford Street.
Then suddenly, there was. In an instant, a driver of an SUV ran the stop sign and made a hard left turn. I remember putt
This is the article I wrote about my accident.
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Last spring, as I was walking alone to a Shabbat dinner in Pico-Robertson, no car was in sight when I stepped off the curb at Livonia Avenue and Pickford Street.
Then suddenly, there was. In an instant, a driver of an SUV ran the stop sign and made a hard left turn. I remember putting up my hand to signal the driver to stop and the blinding light of its headlights shining through my fingers.
I remember thinking, “I’m going to get hit.” And I did. The SUV sped off.
The police said I was thrown 30 feet and left, gushing blood, in the street. The paramedics weren’t sure I would live.The way I landed was miraculous.
While the impacts of the collision broke, fractured or bruised nearly every part of me, my head didn’t hit the ground.
Today, I look as if no such thing ever happened. I’ve had a near-full recovery, except for what the incident left behind: the trauma of post-traumatic stress disorder.
On Yom Kippur we beg for life, fasting and praying to be sealed for another year. But do we engage in simple safeguards to treasure and protect the life we’ve been blessed with?
In the busy Pico-Robertson neighborhood, we act as if we’re in Mea She’arim, Jerusalem, where cars are prohibited on Shabbat. We have an abundance of speeding cars, and yet, on any Shabbat or Yom Tov evening, you see people walking down the middle of the street — families are pushing baby carriages, men in dark suits are strolling, and teenagers are goofing around.
When I asked a man why he was so engaged, he said he liked unwinding from the week and feeling the kedushah (holiness) in this way.
A lovely thought, but our neighborhood is not a pastoral place, where humans are supreme over cars for even one day a week.
As the survivor of a horrific act, I have four essential lessons I’ve learned and want to pass on:
1. Do not walk in the street. You think you can be seen. You can’t. You think a car can stop fast enough to avoid hitting you. It can’t. You think you can get out of the way of a car fast enough. You can’t. You think this can’t happen to you. It can.
2. Wear reflective gear. We need to literally light ourselves up when we walk from shul in the dark. Since my injury, I’ve passed out hundreds of reflective vests from the 99 Cent Only Store. The recipient puts it on, thanks me profusely, and then never wears it again. Even my close friends who saw me near death think they have no need for such inexpensive, life-saving protection. But we all do. Purchase something reflective and wear it.
3. Memorize a critical emergency number. We used to know important phone numbers by heart, but our cellphones have made that unnecessary. While I was flat on the asphalt, going in and out of consciousness, thinking I would die from a broken rib puncturing my lungs before the paramedics could arrive, I screamed out my son’s phone number.
4. Immediately raise the uninsured/underinsured-motorist rider on your car insurance to the maximum. Los Angeles has more than 500 hit-and-run crashes a week and countless collisions where the drivers don’t flee. Most drivers carry the minimum insurance, which covers virtually nothing. Protect yourself financially.
We say the Shema before we go to sleep, in times of danger and before we die. On that first night at the hospital, I said to God again and again, with every ounce of conviction I could muster, “I’m not saying the Shema. I’m not leaving my children today. I am not dying today. I am not saying the Shema!”
It was my way to fight for my life.
And so, I ask: If God continues to bless you with more delicious, sacred, holy life, will you fight for your life, the lives of your family, and community?
I would like to be the last person injured by a driver in Pico-Robertson. Let’s all do the simple things that prove we choose life.
Jewish Journal, December 12, 2018
One of the most unexpected things that came out of the accident was my resolve - and mission - to save lives.
Prior, I didn't know there was a hit and run in the US every 45 seconds.
I didn't know that a pedestrian is injured every 8 minutes, killed every 8.
I started, "Be Visible. Be Safe," a pedestrian safety advocacy to inspire you to
One of the most unexpected things that came out of the accident was my resolve - and mission - to save lives.
Prior, I didn't know there was a hit and run in the US every 45 seconds.
I didn't know that a pedestrian is injured every 8 minutes, killed every 8.
I started, "Be Visible. Be Safe," a pedestrian safety advocacy to inspire you to wear reflective clothing and become a vigilant aware pedestrian, My first project included passing out 3,000 reflective vests.
I wrote a book, "You've Been Hit And Run: What You Must Do Now"
Have a look - I'd love your participation!
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