From Inspiration

Biking my way out of Depression

It’s March 2015, my husband’s alarm goes off. I lay in bed staring at the ceiling. I’ve just returned from two months’ home with my Mom after her first mastectomy. My day to day life helping her heal was packed.  Now I lay in bed with a cloud of depression. I finally have time to…

Choosing love over fear.

In October, I ran for my life, as a terrorist in a truck plowed down people on a bike path near my home in Tribeca.  I ran with a mass of people clutching my sweet pup Waffle under my arm. People ran into their homes nearby, but I unfortunately had nowhere to run. My home was 10…

Are you lifting people up or pushing them down?

In January, I convinced myself to take a singing class. Something I thought I’d never do… again. If you knew me back in high school this would seem weird because, I used to sing all the time. I was in the choir, every musical, I took voice classes, I was even in a girl band.…

My truth about anxiety.

I have always had anxiety. I didn’t know what it was for a long time. Looking back, it’s something I’ve struggled with most my life. But, I also have a very adventurous spirit.  Juggling these two sides of myself has always been a challenge. When I graduated High School, I knew it was LA or New…

Are we really all that different?

I went to Morocco a month ago. I had never been to a Muslim country before, and I’d be lying to you if I said I wasn’t a little afraid. But, as we arrived at the hotel, (one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever stayed), I walked out onto our deck and over a…

The chase for approval. Will I ever be good enough?

Hi my name is Rachel and I’m an “approval addict.” I measure my success based on what other people think of me, not what I think of myself.  There it is.  It all started when I was a child.  Think about it, we’re all taught if we do something good, we’ll get praised and that praise feels good. For…

How to not suck socially… (Japan)

Japan stole my heart for many reasons. (1): There’s a principle the Japanese people live by, which roughly translates to: “Read the air.” What does this mean? Well, when you enter a social situation it’s your job to literally “read the air,” meaning if the room feels mellow, you don’t walk in loud and aggressive.…

Learning to not judge. Bangkok.

Bangkok was the three day stop-over before the beach part of our honeymoon. The place to get over jet lag. I wasn’t that excited about Bangkok, because I’ve never heard any great reviews. You hear of sex trade, ‘ping pong shows,’ and drunk bachelor parties.   Even when I posted on Facebook asking for tips, most people…

Tourists can be super annoying..but… (BRAZIL)

I worked in service as a bartender for over 10 years.  I hated it and loved it at the same time. I loved being part of a person’s experience. I loved being able to create a surprise in a dinner. I loved turning a grumpy customer into a happy one or even a regular.  An…

My little glimmer of hope. Max.

I have volunteered the last four years for a charity called, “The Young Storytellers.” It’s a program where students are paired with mentors to write a screen play. Last year I was paired with a special needs kid, we’ll call him Max.   He came in every session with Tania, who was on crutches. Each session…