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52. permission to change your mind: quickie with a sex therapist

in quickies on 26/10/18

This is Dr. Cat Meyer.


52. permission to change your mind: quickie with a sex therapist

This episode was recorded on my horizontal does america tour in November of 2017. I took to the road in a little blue car and drove solo around the country with two intentions: to feel as free as I could possibly feel, and to lie down and record as many episodes with fascinating humans as I could manage.

Lila:  And I hope that, going forward, I also give myself permission to change my mind, even if I’m in the middle of an act with someone, in the middle of a sexual act with someone. And it no longer feels good.

Cat:  Oh yeah, I’ve told people in the middle of it, be like, “I’m actually satisfied now.” And they’ll be like, “You’re satisfied?” I’m like, “Yeah. I’m satisfied. That’s enough.” (laughs) I’ve had, and I’m not even kidding, I’ve had the most amazing responses back. You know at first, I’ll, I’ll get like, sometimes I’ll get a bewildered look, like, “Y— you’re satisfied? You haven’t— you haven’t come, you haven’t—” I’m like, “No, I, that’s— I feel internally that this is e— good. And to stop here.” They’re like, “Oh,”

Lila:  But is—

Cat:  “Ok.”

Lila:  — “I’m satisfied” the truth, or—

Cat:  Oh yeah.

Lila:  Or is that just a nice way to stop?

Cat:  Mm-mm. No. I was satisfied. I was good. I don’t always have to have an orgasm to have an amazing experience.

Lila:  Sure.

Cat:  But I’ve really developed this internal “yes” system, or “no” system, I’m constantly checking in, to be like, Does this feel— still feel good? Like you just said: Does this still feel good? (Lila mmhm’s) Or feel this, um, satiated feeling, you know like when you eat, and you’re at this point of, Ahh.

Lila:  Satiated, yeah.

Cat:  That’s good. That’s good. Any more would be too much. So I do tune in with that. And communicating with partners now, it’s like, I’m very communicative with my partners about this. When my … body contracts, or when it expands, that’s my yes and no system. And when it contracts, I know that that’s my edge or that’s where, you know, something’s being triggered or something’s not feeling in alignment with me, and even if I don’t know what it is, exactly, I’ll vocalize it, and just let them witness it, or be there with me in it.



Welcome into horizontal, the podcast that takes you into my bed and lets yours ears watch as I unzip intimate conversations. (Thanks to listener ghostheart for that luscious description.) I make private conversations public with the intention to dispel shame, diminish loneliness, and cultivate human connection.

I’m really glad you’re here.

This episode was recorded on my horizontal does america tour in November of 2017. I took to the road in a little blue car and drove solo around the country with two intentions:

  1. to feel as free as I could possibly feel, and
  2. to lie down and record as many episodes with as many fascinating humans as I could manage.

In this quickie episode, recorded right before she therapized people in the morning, I lie down with the sex therapist Dr. Cat Meyer.

Dr. Cat is a spritely, sensual whirligig, with big green eyes and big brown hair and a slender, bendable body. She’s a yoga teacher, a creatrix, a playful creature, a dancer of her prayers, a licensed relationship therapist, and a reiki practitioner.

If you live in Beverly Hills, where Dr. Cat sees people in her private practice, she could be your sex therapist.

Cat’s own podcast, eatplaysex, which just sounds like whipped cream in podcast form, doesn’t it? explores subjects in the very same wheelhouse as this one.

On her Instagram, sexloveyoga, which I follow voraciously, and I suggest you do as well, she shares the writing she spins from thoughtfulness, self-inquiry, gentle nudging, and a vision she holds for us all to open the most profoundly to our deepest longing, pleasure, and confidence… her posts are little gifts for us, and each serves as a reminder of her mantra, “I choose myself powerfully.”

Find her on the interwebz at sexloveyoga.com and catmeyer.com.

We first met at a birthday party in Ojai, a 40th birthday extravaganza that was more like a miniature festival than any birthday party I’d ever seen, complete with food trucks, a musical amphitheatre carved of rocks like a miniature Sedona, an elaborate sensual ritual invoking the energies of masculine and feminine to infuse the man we were celebrating, and a giant bathtub truck with a Dr. Bronner’s “foam experience,” like the one at Foam Against the Machine at Burning Man.

The amount of glorious attention and effervescent love paid to this man made me burn with a heady potion of envy, admiration, and inspiration. “I want people to come together over me in this way,” I thought. “I want to facilitate this experience for someone else, too.”

Inside the house by the pool, in a room made for cuddling and love, festooned with pillows and soft things, people were practicing AcroYoga.

It was this one! This very AcroYoga teacher! Mr. Andrew Sealy. Thanks, love.


Having taught for so many years, and drifted away from the practice for many more, I sometimes move away from people who are in the throes of it, the ones who fly people at every opportunity, every park visit and ecstatic dance and house party. But this time I was drawn in. I offered a therapeutic flight to a friend of my friend. His first. That looped me in as one of them and built a bridge for them to talk with me. One of them was an AcroYoga teacher as well. When I told him about the podcast, he said, “Oh my God, There’s someone here you HAVE to know.” And he called Cat over.

Six months later, we were lying on a shaggy rug in her living room, her pet bunny hiding out in the corner, California morning light insistent through the blinds, shaking off sleep and recording this story.

We talk about threesomes and the right to change your mind, delayed emotional responses, how the point of sexual no-return is an illusion, being satisfied before orgasm, looking for yeses and nos in the body as expansions and contractions, and how meditation and affirmations don’t have to look like what we were taught they look like.

Remember that slender, bendable body I mentioned?


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On next week’s horizontal, I lie down with Wry of Wry Polytalks, a super-entertainer, a clear-talking, thoughtful advocate for alternative relationships, kinky stuff, destigmatizing conversation around mental health, and the host of many, many a panel. His voice is like whiskey and a rec room with burgundy leather armchairs.

You’ll see.

And now darling, come lie down with us, and a little white bunny.

horizontal with Dr. Cat in Venice, California. November 2017


Links to Things:

Patron of the horizontal arts!

SexLoveYoga.com, Cat’s website (yoga, retreats, playshops, podcast, Goddess Celebration)

EatPlaySex, Cat’s podcast

CatMeyer.com, Cat’s other website (sex therapy, yoga, reiki, meditation)

sexloveyoga, Cat’s stellar Instagram account (I read all the words!)

Dr. Bronner’s Foam Experience / Foam Against the Machine a public bath that has to be dubbed a “foam experience” in order to get around rules against public bathing (I didn’t even know there WERE rules against public bathing)


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The lovely Andrew Sealy + Cat, reclining in partner yoga sweetness.


[8:27]  Cat tells Lila a story about an unintentional threesome.

[9:30]

Cat:  So we all went back to his house and we all crawled into bed and snuggled in, right, it was super cute, and then, (Lila mmhm’s) and he and I had never talked about, you know, having any sort of other partners together— we were exploring each other, right? But then, you know that, feeling, when you’re next to somebody, and you feel the sexual energy?

Lila:  Mm-hmmm.

Cat:  I could feel it, and I was like— can I cuss? Can I curse in this?

Lila:  Of course!

Cat:  OhmyGod, I was like, “Fuuuck!” (both laugh) Like, what? I feel it, I feel it, and I was like, “Cat, turn it off, turn it off, turn it off inside you.”

Lila:  Oooooohhhh!

Cat:  So I was trying to manage this whole sexual energy in myself and I was like, turning the whole bed on. And then the next thing I knew, like I could feel movement in the bed, you know how somebody starts movin’ in their hips (Lila mmhmmm’s) and you’re like, and at that point I was like, “Mphh, okay.” (Lila laughs) “I guess this is happening.” (both laugh) And this was, you know, before I was actually good at communicating; now, I’m a badass communicator— I’m pretty good at it if I may say so myself. Got some slips sometimes, but at that point, I was just like, “Okay, here it comes. It’s happening.” And I could feel her starting to move her hands across him, and then across me, and the next thing I knew I was just like, “Okay, if this is happening,” so I just took off my clothes and (giggles) like, dove right into it. But the thing of it is that I was so pissed off, at him because, nobody checked in with me. (Lila mmhm’s) Right, and I felt so pressured in that moment, and in the m— I remember my thoughts at the time, and being like, Cat, you’re— this is cool. This is awesome. You’re getting into a threesome right now, like, Go You. You know. And at the same time, there was another voice that was saying, I’m so angry at him. Like, he didn’t check in with me, he didn’t ask if the— I was okay with this, you know and this is happening around me. So, when he would give me sexual attention, or go down on me, or, you know, play with me, I would not let him kiss me. At all. But then with her, I, was making out with her, I was giving her pleasure, I made her orgasm, and yet, I wouldn’t let myself really enjoy the whole experience. Now watching her was really fun for me. It was so beautiful to watch her in her pleasure and her in her orgasm, and yet, I stopped myself. And, it was interesting in retrospect because, it was like I was, the resentment that I had for what was occurring… I didn’t want him to get the pleasure of seeing me get off. (Lila mmhm’s) Isn’t that bizarre?

Lila:  No. (both laugh)

Cat:  I know, right? (laughs) But it’s like, I don’t give myself the pleasure, I don’t fully allow myself to have fun, because I’m still holding the— I’m holding this resentment. (Lila mmhm’s) And, it’s so funny. And then he and I had— Wesley and I had this conversation the next day, where I was y— I brought up everything, and an— and it was primarily around— ‘cause I sit with emotions. And I sit with jealousy and I sit with, you know, upset and everything, and I tuned into that, and realized it was coming from a place of, I don’t know where he and I stand, so I didn’t feel on solid foundation, in order to invite another partner in. […] I’ve no problem with inviting other partners in, and having threesomes or, you know, foursomes, whatever, it doesn’t matter. Or my partner, you know, being with somebody else. But the, the fact that I didn’t know where we were. And in that moment there was no check-in. And in that moment there was no communication, there was just, This is happening. Jump on or, jump off. And there was that fear of being perceived as a wet blanket or, (Lila mmhm’s) you know like, Oh, you’re not mature enough or, you know. We’re gonna have fun, and … you’re ruining it. And he didn’t take that well. And that was the other thing. He just saw it as, um, “Well, I, you know, we can’t— go further then.” And it was a total disregard of my feelings. Annnnd, in that moment I realized, Huh, okay, this isn’t my partner. Like, my partner wouldn’t ever say that to me. I’m amazed that that didn’t ruin my interest in that type of play. But it definitely taught me to, ehm, look at why I’m not speaking up. Why I’m not using my voice to create exactly what I want, in a situation, sexual or relationship. And how, easily it can be that, pressure can cause us to be quiet.

Lila:  (emphatically)  Mmhmm.

Cat:  And this is, this is common, I think. Like a lot of people experience this. Where they, are in situations and they just don’t, feel they can speak up for what they want or what they need. We have needs.

Lila:  Mmhm. Not to mention the fact that this was his assistant.

Cat:  Yeah, this was his assistant.

Lila:  Ummmhmm. (Cat laughs)  Hmmm. Hmm, Wesley.

Cat:  Oh, Wesley.

Lila:  Come on. Nnn, power differential, sex— maybe she felt pressured.

Cat:  Oh no, she jumped right on. She uh, I noticed, ‘cause I was uh, watching, doyouknow? ‘Cause I was hyper-aware, right? (Lila mmhm’s) And she was, mm, crawled into bed, naked (which isn’t anything, I didn’t care about that at the time, I was like, Ok cool, you know like, we’re chill). But I, Iii asked him, afterward, and he said that they had been hooking up. For a while. So that was another thing, I, I think— and there’s no blame on her, I think that she— uh, because that was their dynamic, she probably felt that that was okay in that situation too. And it would’ve been, if it was communicated, I think.

Lila:  But I think the other piece of this is that we never know what’s happening inside of other people, until we ask, and sometimes not even then. Sometimes people can’t even articulate, even then. And she may have appeared to be fully on board and in her pleasure, (Cat mmhm’s) but we don’t actually know.

Cat:  No, we have no idea.

Lila:  How many times have women faked it? (Cat mmhm’s) How many times? In order to not be perceived as a wet blanket, in order to be perceived as the fun, carefree, free love kind of person.

[17:20]  On yeses, nos, changing your mind, and the Broadway actor who pressured Lila.

Lila:  The thing that I’ve been talking with a lot of people about recently, very inspired by Marcia B. of Cuddle Party, is: the right to change your mind.

Cat:  (emphatically) Mmhmm!

Lila:  You were “a yes,” as they say, “a yes,” I’m still kind of wrapping my head around whether I like that or not, but you were a yes to getting into bed and snuggling with them. (Cat mmhm’s) Then other things started happening. And you didn’t want to change your mind. You’re like, “Well, I’m already in,” (Cat mmhm’s) and I was talking with Pamela about this—

Cat:  Oogh, I love her.

Lila:  — this idea of a “point of no return,”

Cat:  Yeah.

Lila:  — that I’ve felt many times, and actually had spelled out for me, by, so there’s this Broadway actor— and why we don’t name, you know, I’m not gonna name him, and I feel annoyed, because I’m sure he’s done this to many many many other young women, and, I’m concerned, that I’m gonna get blamed, (Cat mm’s sympathetically) so I’m not gonna name him. So there’s this Broadway actor who I met because I was in a show with a member of his family. And then he came to the show. And then, as seemed to be his M.O. (although I didn’t realize it until a little bit later and talked to somebody else), he found my email— I think through the contact list, ‘cause he was doing a little something for the show. (Cat mmhm’s) And he emailed me, and started a correspondence. And I was in my early 20s, very soon out of theatre school, just a few years out of theatre school. And he invited me up to his apartment, you know, in Midtown, and I was living out in Greenpoint, in Brooklyn. And I went up to his place, and I think we started kissing and he started touching me and I pulled back for a second and I said that I wasn’t sure. (Cat mmhm’s) That I wanted to. And, he said, “Well you’re already here.”

Cat:  Mmhm. Yeah I’ve heard that one. I’ve heard that one.

Lila:  And so?! (laughs, sort of) And so? That doesn’t mean I can’t say no or change my mind. And I did have sex with him.

Cat:  Yeah.

Lila:  And I didn’t enjoy it.

Cat:  Mmhm.

Lila:  And he didn’t, reach out to me afterwards. And, I have seen him, a couple of times since, and there’s never been an apology or a recognition, that he, coerced me.

Cat:  Yeah.

Lila:  He coerced me into having sex with him (Cat mmhm’s) when I even, even found the voice to pause and say, “I’m not sure.” (Cat mmhm’s) But I didn’t quite have the confidence to say, “I’m going home.” The other thing about this is, I’m broke, I’m in my early 20s, it is late, and I will have t—

Cat:  In New York?

Lila:  And it is in New York, and I will have to take two or three subways in order to get home, super late, when it’s not necessarily the safest.

Cat:  Yeah.

Lila:  And I made many decisions to stay over at the apartments of many men and boys, because, I didn’t have cab fare.

Sometimes it was so cold. Sometimes it was snowing. It was always late. And I just didn’t want to take the subway home.


[20:57]  On convincing yourself that it’s okay, that you’re into it.

[21:37]  Cat on how she communicates when she is satisfied before orgasm.

[23:25]  Cat on checking in with her body, and the signs.

Cat:  When my … body contracts, or when it expands, that’s my yes and no system. And when it contracts, I know that that’s my edge or that’s where, you know, something’s being triggered or something’s not feeling in alignment with me, and even if I don’t know what it is, exactly, I’ll vocalize it, and just let them witness it, or be there with me in it.

Lila:  Where do you feel the contraction?

Cat:  A lot of times in my stomach, but I get it in my, in my, uhhh, chest, more near the sternum, part of it.

Lila:  Yeah.

Cat:  Yeah. Or, I also get this drop into my stomach. (Lila mmhm’s) It’s almost like my stomach’s falling out. I’ll get that one too, and those are my three, enh, contraction pieces, so I know there’s something there, whether it’s something doesn’t feel right, something’s not in alignment, (Lila mm’s) or something from my past is being triggered, so something unprocessed from an earlier time is not being stimulated here.

Lila:  Mmm, I want to listen more to the cues of my body, and it’s easier when I’m solo. It’s easier when I’m driving alone, right?

Cat:  Sure.

Lila:  But I have, pain in my solar plexus (Cat mm’s sympathetically) that I, call anxiety pain, ‘cause that’s what it feels like, (Cat mm’s) but what it is, as you say, is a contraction.

Cat:  Yeah.

Lila:  Contraction of my solar plexus that feels… not okay. (light laugh) And then I, I have a, a throat contraction. (Cat mmhm’s) If something triggers me in such a way that I feel sad,

Cat:  Yeah.

Lila:  Or, some kind of emotion comes up— anger can also do it, anger can constrict my throat as well—

Cat:  Sure.

Lila:  Some sort of … (sigh) grief or disappointment in the moment, or, I’ve also experienced that stomach drop, that you’re talking about. Usually I have it when— it’s my “someone’s-going-to-break-up-with-me feeling.”

Cat:  Mmmmm.

Lila:  The ughhh. (a cross between a sigh and a grunt)

Cat:  Oh shit, it’s coming!

Lila:  Ughhhh.

[26:30]

Lila:  You seem to have diminished the … mm, processing time, in order to be able to say, moment to moment, “Not that right now. I’d like something different.” And I think, maybe earlier, in both of our 20s, it took us some days to process—

Cat:  Oh yeah.

Lila:  I think it took me some days to become angry with him.

Cat:  Yes. Yes. I totally agree with you. We would disconnect or, um, I, speaking for myself, I’d dissociate or disconnect from myself, and just not feel, and then it would catch up to me for days later, I’d be angry and I wouldn’t know why, and it was crazy ‘cause, I didn’t make that connection. But now because I regularly sit with myself and I regularly, tune-in, the timing is a lot faster. Now that isn’t to say that there aren’t times in which, something unfolds, and I don’t say something in the moment. I always come back to it, if I need to. You know, so there’s nothing wrong, that you’re not too late to come back to a person and say, “Hey, you know what, I actually wasn’t okay with that, and I didn’t realize it in the moment, but now I’m able to— I want to say it now.” And I haven’t had anybody respond negatively to that either, mainly because I make sure not to blame, but to own.

[28:35]

Cat:  Which is a scary thing to bring up those conversations.

Lila:  Yeah.

Cat:  But in the end we have to remind— I have to remind myself that, you know, whatever response that person has, has nothing to do with my value. And that’s been a helpful mantra for me to keep speaking up. And there’s times where I will say, “I’m actually really nervous to tell you this right now, annnd, blubbluhbluhbluh,” you know, and tell them. And sometimes even, you know, as I’m saying that, mentally just being like, It’s not about— you know, it’s okay, you’re speaking your truth; it’s not about your value. And then I gotta shut that off so I can hear what they have to say! (both giggle) But it’s almost like this internal self-soothing.

[29:32]  Lila and Cat talk meditation.

Lila:  Do you think you’ve been able to diminish that processing time because you’ve spent so much time in meditation?

Cat:  Totally. Toootally. Meditation and, and I don’t necessarily mean meditating in perfect stillness / silence and going “Om,” but meditation as in, tuning in to my body. Being aware of um, thoughts that come up, being, giving myself space to sit with things. I have a morning practice that I do sit in meditation and part of that is a, you know, silent, tune in with my breath, and part of it is, um you know if there’s something that did come up, I sit with that event and do like a, almost like a layered, uh, practice, to see what the thoughts, the feelings, the body reactions, where that could’ve come from, and what I’ve developed, you know, what sort of belief I’ve developed about myself, as a result of it. […]

Lila:  In a way I feel like this, cross-country road trip, is a big meditation—

Cat:  Oh,

Lila:  — with myself.

Cat:  Babe, I bet.

Lila:  Because I don’t listen to music. I’m either in silence with myself, or I’m listening to a book on tape or a podcast, or I’m talking to someone.

Cat:  Mmm, yeah.

Lila:  And mmmany hours, I’m in silence with myself. And I don’t, I’m not focusing on my breath, I’m allowing— some years ago I realized that the meditation practices that require you to focus and label thinking as “thinking” and put it aside and, focus on a single thing, felt too rigid to bring me benefit. Because I am already perfectionistic, and hard on myself, and—

Cat:  Sure.

Lila:  — internally unkind, and so what I needed was a softer practice. And my friend Matthew Stillman, brought to me this idea that I could sit and just expand […] my awareness to encompass anything that entered. So I allow the thoughts; I allow the train to go, until it’s spun out, until it’s journeyed it’s journey and then, it will shift to something else, or maybe I’ll shift and then shift back, but the conscious desire to be extra attentive to what is happening — thoughts, the road, my body — that feels like meditation to me, […] and that, is powerful for me.

[32:45]  Cat on the different forms meditation can take — movement, yoga, walking, layered — and the intention behind it.

[34:10]

Cat:  And then there’s ones of mantras, that are repeated words or statements — those are ones to help me shift a programming or a thought. One of my favorites: is I choose myself powerfully.

[34:33]  Lila on affirmations. I deserve healthy, loving relationships. And I am so fucking talented.

[35:08]

Lila:  And I used to think, “Ohhh, affirmations, that’s too woo-woo, I’m not gonna believe them…” But what I found was: speaking them in front of other humans — that’s what cemented it for me.

52. permission to change your mind: quickie with a sex therapist

This episode was recorded on my horizontal does america tour in November of 2017. I took to the road in a little blue car and drove solo around the country with two intentions: to feel as free as I could possibly feel, and to lie down and record as many episodes with fascinating humans as I could manage.


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In the bathroom of the Italian restaurant after Da In the bathroom of the Italian restaurant after Dad’s cold rainy rural upstate funeral looking like a sad British clown / Nowhere, NY / April 12th, 2025

Right after my father died, there were Anthonys and Tonys everywhere. 

Suddenly everyone was called Tony and everybody else was talking about their Dad or playing songs about death. 

* Passing a girl on the street talking to her friend, and the only words you catch are “My dad had…” 
* Walking into your favorite gluten-free café, and they’re playing the Flaming Lips song “Do You Realize?”

Do you realize / that everyone you know / someday / will die?

* Realizing that the second title for Billy Joel’s song “Movin’ Out” is “Anthony’s Song.” I never truly registered this until I was trying to write one morning in a blessed cacao shop (yes, for real) and I paused to listen to the opener:

Anthony works in the grocery store
Savin’ his pennies for someday

* Ordering fries from the surfer guy at the beach shack on my pilgrimage to the ocean, when his co-worker shouts, “Hey Anthony!”

If you put this stuff in your feature film script, your screenwriting teacher would tell you it’s too pat, too predictable, “don’t put a hat on a hat.” (The Writer!)

It’s like that old quarters experiment on attention… you start looking for quarters on the ground, and suddenly, you see them everywhere.

The drugstores full of Father’s Day crap. Marketing emails about “Dads and grads.” Only one company sent an email that said, Hey, we know that Father’s Day time is tough for some people, so click this to opt out of all Father’s Day related emails.

Click. CLICK!

I wish I could click that link for the universe. No father stuff, please. No Dad shit. But there were quarters everywhere, of course, because the back of my mind was attuned to all things Dad.

{You can read the rest of the essay on Substack. Link in my bio, bb.}
Love Letter to New York, whom I miss so much 1. S Love Letter to New York, whom I miss so much

1. Straight out of a fitting for “The Deuce”?

2. Free Friday at @whitneymuseum 

3. Basquiat makes me feel like home

4. Madison Square Park photo op (irresistible)

5. Candid

6. Got to see the lovely @josescaro & @benbecherny ply their craft at @bricktheater 

7. Charming marquee!

8. Closing night vibes (not pictured: the succulent plant I brought in lieu of flowersof)

9. Chuck Close in the subway!

10. More subway Chuck Close!

11. Man Ray retrospective at the Met

12. Love a good silhouette

13. A rare VERTICAL bathroom portrait in one of the finest bathrooms of them all, at the lovely New Mexican food joint with the rainbow cookies Of My Dreams, @ursula_brooklyn 

14. My man is a photographer too. 🤩

15. Cannot. Resist. Photo Booth.
I wrote a list in 2020 titled “How to love me wh I wrote a list in 2020 titled “How to love me when I’m ... depressed”... and in this essay, I encourage you to write your own version (How to love me when I’m... anxious, How to love me when I’m... burned out, How to love me when I’m... in despair)...

And if you write one, how I would love to read it. (Or even learn about one of the items on your list, here in the comments).

Here’s an excerpt:

 “One of the characteristics of my depression (and most of my other tizzies, such as but not limited to anxiety, severe procrastination, adulting paralysis, etc.) is that while I’m in it I have no idea what — if anything — will help me get out of it.

It’s more like I DON’T WANT TO BE HERE BUT I DON’T KNOW HOW TO GET OUT SO I’LL JUST HIDE UNDER THE COVERS UNTIL I WANT TO DO SOMETHING AGAIN CALL ME IN 6 MONTHS.

Ergo, therefore, if I’m in a state, and you ask me what I need, or what you can do, I may or may not have the wherewithal to tell you. Emphasis on the not. I may not even have the wherewithal to know.

And if I don’t know, how can I tell you?

I can’tdon’t, then.

If I’m not in a state I probably have plenty of things I could say but that’s when I don’t need the help so badly. (A lá it’s not the worst while you can still say the worst.)

As I mentioned in the subtitle: You don’t come with an operator’s manual. Your model came out of the fleshbox with zero instructions. And since no one possesses your operator’s manual, no matter how much they love you, you are going to be the supreme author, the expert on you, since you’ve been studying you your whole life. Please for the love of Pete & Ashleigh, do your people the great good turn of writing them some instructions. Triage options, if you will. Trust me when I say that they (nearly all of them) need it.

If you write it for them, they will have it when you need it.

This little list could, quite without exaggeration, save your life.”

The link to the whole essay is in my bio. (Join me on Substack darling!)

#substack #substackwriter #depressionandanxiety #communityiseverything
Love Letter to St. Pete @stpetefl Where we met, Love Letter to St. Pete @stpetefl 

Where we met, where we re-met ❤️‍🔥

1. An afternoon at @grandcentralbrewhouse with my handsome gentleman in @warbyparker 

2. Bb’s first @nineinchnails concert (okay, technically in Tampa) in @selkie & @viveylife . It was stellar. Trent sounds just like he used to and the projections were gorgeous!

3. Matching denim jumpsuits ( but his is a @onepiece )

4. The finest pizza in all the land (even with my dietary restrictions!) from @noblecrust (OMNOMNOMNOM)

5. He even makes doctor’s appointments fun.

6. I love matching him sooooo muchmuch. 

7. Just us and a zebra, nbd.

8. Theme Park joy

9. At the art show @wadastpete that my gentleman curated for his students. 🪐☄️🛸👽🚀✨
When I was a kid, I used to read myself to sleep. When I was a kid, I used to read myself to sleep. 

Actually, I don’t know when I stopped.

I read myself to sleep in my childhood bedroom, with a flashlight under the covers of a trundle bed (drawers filled to the brim with dress-up clothes) when my mom said it was too late to be awake. I checked out 25 books from the Freeport library at a time, filling the trunk of my parent’s car, and devoured them in weeks, partly from my perch in the flowering dogwood tree in our backyard (were the blooms ivory? or cherry blossom pink?), partly while curled up on an orange-and-yellow-ticked seat cushion I dragged down to the crawlspace in the basement — my “secret hiding spot,” which was neither secret nor hidden and so can only be termed a spot, armed with Oreos and flashlight, and the remainder under the covers before bed.

I suspect I knew more words then than I know now. There are still words like “vehement” that I’m only about 70% sure I know how to pronounce. I learned them in context. I can spell them. I can use them in a sentence! But am I saying them correctly? 

Unsure.

I read myself to sleep in high school, even though I had to get up unconscionably early to get bussed in to my magnet program — Pinellas County Center for the Arts — 35 minutes away from our sad little apartment. Like a magnet, @pcca_gibbs PCCA grabbed young artists from the whole county.

I had a major in high school, which is more usual now, from what I hear, but wasn’t so usual then, and what I majored in was called Performance Theatre (as opposed to Musical Theatre, the love of my life I never thought I was good enough for). 

I really wanted to go to the Fame school in New York — LaGuardia — but when I was 12 my Mom divorced my Dad and forced me to move to Flah-rida. So I went to PCCA instead. (To be honest, she probably wouldn’t have let me commute into the city to go to Fame even if we had stayed on Long Island.) 

Read the whole essay (link to Substack in my bio)!

#booknerdlife #readingforpleasure #readingrainbow
My man and I got our nerd on at @nerdnitestpete ! My man and I got our nerd on at @nerdnitestpete ! 

We had the opportunity to support my lovely, engaging, and compassionate Happiness Ambassador friend Adam Peters aka @mindmaprenovations as he changed some lives by teaching us how to begin developing a preference for positivity. I’ve seen him give this presentation a few times before, and this was the best one yet — and to the biggest crowd, over 300 human nerds!

I love us.

I consider it my sacred duty to paparazzi my friends when they do marvelous things, as I hope to have done unto me!

P.S. Applied to give a Nerd Nite presentation myself … fingers crossed bb’s! 

1. My gentleman is so handsome. (Also, I got this stellar skirt in excellent condition from my favorite thrift store with a cause @casapinellas !)

2. Toasties supporting Toasties! @dtsptoastmasters members: me, Steve Diasio, Dawn Cecil (two-time Nerd Nite Speaker alumni!), & Rick! (Not pictured here — but later in the carousel) Christian Carrasco.

3. Fit check baybeeee.

4. Caryn, Nerd Nite boss extraordinaire, introducing the evening.

5. Caryn introducing my friend Adam (did I yell “THAT’S MY FRIEND!” at the end? WHY YES I DID.)

6-10. Adam rocking the casbah.

11. Fellow Toastmaster Christian.

12. I love mein mann!

#nerdnite #nerdnitestpete
A woman approached me. We collaborated once, a yea A woman approached me. We collaborated once, a year prior, I think. Time is weird. She reached out both her hands.

“What a beautiful mourner you are,” she said.

I took her hands.

I think I said thank you.

She was referring, I suppose, to the gloves, the dress, the shoes, the lipstick, the earrings. 

But what does it mean, to be a beautiful mourner? 
What does it mean to mourn beautifully? 
To have good grief?

“My dad dropped dead,” I said, to get myself used to the shock of it. 

“My mother is dying,” I said, to reconcile myself to the fact of it. 

I don’t wear mascara anymore, because I cry every day.

People hugged me in airports, at rental car counters, in line for a sandwich. They hugged me in the TSA line. At the chiropractor. The grocery store. My father dropped dead, I told them. My mother is dying. I told them and they hugged me. I was glad I did. I was glad they did.

Sometimes, when people were truly asking, if I had the time, and I had the spoons, I repeated my litany of 2025. So they’d understand: it has been this kind of year. It seems that everyone has this kind of year at some point, or, devastatingly, at several points in a life — a maelstrom, a dervish, a crucible, a nexus, a whammy, a time — an Alexander’s-no-good-very-bad-terrible kind of year. 

There were so many months in February. So many years in April. So many decades in the first half of 2025. I didn’t want to become an adult, but 2024 made me, and 2025 sealed the deal. 

It’s amazing I managed to get this far without growing up.

READ the whole essay on Substack
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#substackwriters #goodgrief
Love in La La Land 1. “So this is where they ke Love in La La Land

1. “So this is where they keep the LIGHT!” -SATC … At our first @lacma member preview, enjoying the majestically empty Geffen galleries before the permanent collections moves in.

2. Urban Light, and me (installation by Chris Burden)

3. A historic view at LACMA, never again to be seen!

4 - 13. Art, mostly part of the Digital Witness exhibit

14. Love at the @gettymuseum 

15. Queer exhibits! 

16. Sunset at the Getty with my love

#museumnerd #lacma #lacmamember #digitalwellness #thegetty #loveinlalaland
For you, when you need it, and for the people in y For you, when you need it, and for the people in your life, when they need it.

Here’s an excerpt from the essay:

[To read the whole thing, follow the link in my bio to my Substack (and subscribe there, darling)!]

My chiropractor called me out a few weeks back. 
He said, with his characteristic smile (he has nice little teeth), “I read your essay.”

“You did? Thank you for reading,” I began, genuinely surprised and moved.

“But I still don’t know what to say!” he admonished. “You only told us what not to say!” 

Then he gave me an enormous cashmere-scented candle in a plastic bag. 

This was not apropos of nothing. I mentioned that scent in the essay. 

That giant cashmere candle, so big it has not one but FOUR wicks, means something. And then he had to go and ruin it. (jk, jk, Dr. Brian!)

“Hang in there,” he said, at the end of our session.

I cringed a liddle. (That’s not a little, not a lot, it’s right in the middle, a liddle.)

But you see, he was completely right! I told him I’d give him a list! I hadn’t given him a list! So I began compiling. Every time someone said a thing that made me wince, it went on the list, which lead to Part 1: What NOT to say when someone dies.

Each time someone said a thing that felt like love, made me farklempt, I took a screenshot, and it went on the list. 

This is the farklempt list.

As I wrote in “what NOT to say,” the useful things people say are fairly varied (and tailored to the griever), while the un-useful things tend to be generic variations on a tired theme.
“what TO say” will be a living document, updated whenever I have something useful, or supremely un-useful, to add. Here we go.
Love in Louisville. 1. Photo credit to my love, Love in Louisville.

1.  Photo credit to my love, Zachary

2.  Selfie with Street Art by the windy, windy river

3.  Horsies! Street Art! (Do you know how much I love murals?!)

4.  Looking like an award-winning art teacher at the art teacher conference (ahem, he is the award-winning art teacher!), wearing a @riskgalleryboutique necklace & big fcking bow!)

5.  A Wizard interlude! What a delight to witness my friend @personisawake absolutely Rock @cm_louisville & inspire a roomful of humans

6.  When your love matches the art. 🖼️ *chef’s kiss*

7 & 8. Major interior design maxi inspo for my ADU reno from @21clouisville by @fallen_fruit 🌺🌷🌸🌻🌼💐🪷

9.  The crayon shirt, bow, and soft rainbow chiclet necklace style brought to you by my inner 6-year old!

#ilovelouisville #wizardry #creativemornings #21clouisville #21c
The video clip of me in the yellow dress and anthr The video clip of me in the yellow dress and anthropology-professor blazer is an excerpt from second iteration of my talk, “The Intimacy Equation,” which I first gave as part of the @bof VOICES conference, outside London in 2021. 

This rendition had a test-drive at my Toastmasters meeting last week. Imperfect, unrehearsed, delivered from bullet points with a slim little notebook in my hand… and yet, I have shared it with my paid subscribers over on Substack (link in bio) because I want to be a person who shares process, not just product.

(This is a bit of a coup for my recovering inner perfectionist, and I have to say, I’m a wee bit proud.)

I kept my fancy equation. 

But now I have a simple one, too. 

#toastmasters #publicspeaking #intimacycoach
More Chiro Office Portraits: 1. NY vibes in the 6 More Chiro Office Portraits:

1. NY vibes in the 6th borough

2. Googly eyes in @selkie 

3. Bossbitch even when she doesn’t get the grant

4. Started practicing yoga again did I tell you?

5. Big mad (but not at that yellow two-piece thrift score from @casapinellas !)

6. Sporty Spice (obsessed with that @tottobrand bag)

7. Grumpy girl, big bow

8. Resort style bb!

9. Sad girl lemonade

10. @selkie ballerina

11. Bridgerton on a no-makeup day (also @selkie )

12. The day I picked up my mother’s ashes (still haven’t opened them)

13. @temperleylondon & mourning
A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Funeral ( A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Funeral (excerpt)

It was the night before Craig’s memorial, and I had an audition due. 

It was a feature film audition, due at 11am Pacific / 2pm Eastern. This happened to be squarely during the memorial. I was playing an elementary school teacher, and so when I packed in a whirl for New York, I grabbed my crayon shirt and a giant hair bow and figured surely I’d be able to wangle a human into helping me with my self-tape. New York is my hometown! So many potential wangles! Right?

Two nights prior, out with my friend @kristianndances , no stranger to auditions herself, I had an invitation to her Brooklyn apartment to get’er’done, but, you see, I didn’t have the shirt with me. And friend, if you pack your crayon shirt to audition for Miss Kelly the elementary school teacher then frankly, no other shirt will do.

Since I was staying with another friend, I asked him to help me, but he wasn’t available until the morning. 

The morning of the memorial. 

{ continued on horizontalwithlila.substack.com }
Just out here looking like the Pride Statue of Lib Just out here looking like the Pride Statue of Liberty.

Remember, I promised the good people of @stpetefl that if they gave me another limited edition Pride flag, I would wear it as a dress. @stpetepride 

AND SO I HAVE.

The Pride Market at Grand Central today was full of rainbows and swag and glitter, just the way I like it.

I love us all.

And I look forward to the day when all any of us need, is love. Because we’ve got plenty of that to go around.

#stpetepride #stpetefl
POV: When your friend is one of the great young ja POV: When your friend is one of the great young jazz guitarists, but you haven’t seen him play in a decade (except for that time last month when he accompanied you to sing at your mother’s funeral). What a mensch. What a band!

#natenajar
I’m just gonna leave this here. My fave sign at I’m just gonna leave this here.

My fave sign at @blackcrowcoffeeco 

Apropos of Everything.

#stpetepride 
#transrightsarehumanrights 
#blacklivesmatter 
#notinourname
Excerpt: You can even make a difference through sm Excerpt: You can even make a difference through small acts of resistance, ones that annoy or befuddle the evildoers, like witty and nonsensical emails to awful government agencies, clowns showing up outside imm!gration hearings, giant group dances in front of vile businesses. We can find a thousand little ways to gum up the works. Bonus to you if it makes you laugh. Bonus to everyone if it makes others laugh. The Resistance doesn’t have to be stodgy. 

We, like the Dark Side, can have cookies. 
We, unlike the Dark Side, can have joy.
But we MUST PROTEST in some fashion.

When I protest, I don’t want to do so by:

- Shaming the physical appearance of the evildoer
- Slut-shaming the evildoer
- Shaming their nationality, sexuality, identity, profession
- Talking about what they smell like
- Threatening murder or castration or people’s families

I completely understand why we do this, or at least, I think I understand why we are tempted to do this. We want to bully the bully, thinking that’s the only way he’ll understand. But the truth is that he’s probably not going to understand, whether or not we stoop to the low ground. He’s not going to understand because he is likely a sociopath. 

But we’re not doing it for him. We’re not pr0testing for him. 
We are pr0testing for Ian in Iowa who is a bit messed up and kind of confused and doesn’t really get the impact that this is having on, say, WOMEN, who opens up his news app and sees thousands upon thousands of, let’s just say women, pr0testing with signs, and maybe he goes, hm, why might they be pr0testing when they could be home having pancakes? Why might that be? And maybe Ian gets a little more informed that day about the plight of, hell, let’s say, women, and maybe just maybe he starts to act a wee bit differently, and then the whole butterfly effect thing is possible.

When pr0testing evildoing in its many many oppressive forms, I want to focus on their harmful ACTIONS, and CHOICES. 

I want them to rot for being rotten.

I’m interested in dismantling their ARGUMENTS
Proving false their IDEOLOGIES
Laying bare their HYPOCRISIES
Exploiting their INCONSISTENCIES
Disproving their FALSEHOODS

Cont’d on Substack
I want to share with you something in the famous @ I want to share with you something in the famous @elizabeth_gilbert_writer speech on creativity. It’s one of the most famous @ted talks in the world, and she talks about how ideas come to people. 

The way that I, that ideas come to me, is I will get a line of something and then I will get another line, and then I get nervous because I, if I get a third line, I might be okay, but the fourth line is gonna push the first line completely out. And it’s gone. 

So I have to, I have to get my, to my paper. I have to get to my paper and I have to write it down or, or, or whatever it is, my notes app in my phone, anything. I have to get it down or I’ll lose it. 

She talks about @tomwaits the famoso musician, driving in his car and a bit of melody comes to him. And he goes, “Can’t you see I’m driving? If you wanna exist, go bother somebody else. Go bother Leonard Cohen or somebody.” 

I don’t suggest you talk to your creativity that way, because as Elizabeth Gilbert likes to say, it is like a cat and it doesn’t understand you and your face looks funny when you do that. 

[4 of 5] 

The speech is available in bits here, or in its entirety on my horizontal with lila Substack — link in my bio. Love you. Go make art.
These are a few of my notebooks from over the year These are a few of my notebooks from over the years. Here are a few more. You’re invited to flip through them. These are my (not so private anymore) ideas, thoughts, classes, poems. I have no idea what you’re looking at. I don’t even remember most of what’s in these notebooks. But they’re there, because I captured them.

Anybody have a date in theirs? There should be dates. Can you call it out? 

[people call out dates]

So this is my work! Beginning in 2009 was the, the earliest date. There is so much that comes out of a creative brain, and I know that your brain is not dissimilar. I know that you are all creative beings.

One of my favorite books on creativity, and I don’t know if it’s been mentioned tonight because sadly I missed the first part, but it is a book called “bird by bird.” 

Oh, I didn’t mention it, but I love that book. 

By Anne Lamott. Are you the only one who’s read it? Has anybody else read this book? “bird by bird” It is one of only two books on creativity I would actually recommend. Otherwise, I would recommend you just go out and make stuff. 

In this book, she says, and I have carried this quote with me because I have been this way throughout... I mean, it must be... it’s, it’s my entire remembered life, it could be as young as 5 years old, a perfectionist. She says, “Perfectionism is the voice of the oppressor. It will keep you cramped and insane your entire life.” 

The voice of the oppressor. 

I think about that all the time. I do not want to be oppressed. No! Viva la revolución! You know, I don’t want that for myself. And so I have been internally oppressing myself. Most of what you see in these books, and that’s not all of them, right? And that’s only from 2009. Most of what you’ve seen in these books has not seen the light of day. 

[3 of 5] Full “Are you an artist, tho?” video & transcript on Substack

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