Greek In the Big Apple

I have had the opportunity to be out and about in New York a lot lately. Noticing the city again for all its strange and wonderful moments. I had been "absent" for a while and not really looking or observing the city for all that it had to offer. Yes its crazy and hectic and very hard and expensive and competitive and absolutely heart breaking some times to maintain a life here but for all its difficulties it has moments of calm, joy, and laughter. There are intriguing, interesting and kind people who have shared their stories with me embraced me in their lives and showed me their special New York hideouts. This past month in pictures exemplifies that for me, and it made me observe and understand why I came here in the first place…. so I will let the images speak for themselves.  and the New York love story is a complicated one :)..... I am grateful to be here even through there are tough and confusing moments, there are also moments of pure joy and bliss. In the end it is a

Its November in New York City and the time is near for the holiday season to begin. The days are getting shorter the temperature is getting colder and the signs of winter are showing on the fallen leaves and the bare branches. There is a beautiful tapestry of colors and smells that evoke the slowing down of nature...All nature is going into hiding, and somehow so are we. Spending more time indoors, drinking warm tea, reading a good book, and quietly reflecting on the closing of another year. I took a stroll with a yoga buddy near Williamsburg Brooklyn the other day, and walked by a small quaint park, a hidden gem in the midst of the hipster pomp and circumstance that colors much of what Williamsburg has become. Tucked between the arty lofts and semi illegal apartment complexes was a beautiful little slice of nature. Couples were walking hand in hand with out a care in the world and little kids ran with glee through the piles of fallen leaves. It was calm it was exactly what we neede

Its 12.30 am Halloween Night, and I'm out walking a dog for a friend of mine... in Chelsea. I usually am not up this late…. I keep yogini time. Sleeping at 10pm and waking up in the wee hours of the morning before the sunrise to prepare for daily practice. I don't go out much in the city and certainly not in Chelsea, so this was an experience reminiscent of my teens and early 20s! I've done my fair share of clubbing back in the day, New York, London, Mykonos,  and Athens. I've had my taste of late night parties in some basement somewhere with crazy music and even crazier outfits. Strong and vibrant memories of the Limelight in 1997 when it was an AMAZING club with music that made your want to dance all night. Yes then god was truly a Dj. It was full of all sorts of people from every walk of life. Gay, strait, transexuals, guys in leather pants and dog collars, women wearing as little as possible, flashy wigs and bright red lipstick. Every expression of creativity