On the Premiere of Calcutta is My Mother…

I’m overwhelmed by the kind words, enthusiasm, and support for Calcutta is My Mother and for me, personally. As difficult as this process has been, revealing myself and my story in this film is a privilege; not one I take lightly. The depth of vulnerability captured throughout the filming process was and is still painful … Continue reading On the Premiere of Calcutta is My Mother…

The First Forty.

Since returning from Calcutta 40 days ago, I've spent hours upon hours writing. I've barely slept and I have the dark circles and serial yawning syndrome to prove it. My evening routine begins with cozy time with my little one; I'll read more books than we initially agreed upon and allow even more sips of water before finally … Continue reading The First Forty.

Unpacking…

I'm terrible about unpacking after returning from a trip. Always have been. Terrible. Embarrassingly so. I've been home from Calcutta for about 2 weeks and this is an actual snapshot of the space where my suitcase, backpack and a pile of odds and ends have come to reside; hopefully not permanently. Albeit a small glimpse of the … Continue reading Unpacking…

Into My City…

I've found my time in Calcutta to be a far greater challenge than I could have anticipated. It's been peaceful and unsettling; fulfilling, revealing and shocking. My emotions have soared as high as pure delight and joy and have fallen as low as deep devastation leaving me increasingly distraught at times. There are moments of lightness but the … Continue reading Into My City…

Taking the L E A P . . .

Today is the day. I'm heading back to Calcutta for the first time since I left nearly 35 years ago as an infant. I'm feeling incredibly nervous, fearful, excited, leery and thankful. I still cannot believe I'm about to embark on this journey. Having the crew here for the past few days has been really wonderful; … Continue reading Taking the L E A P . . .