A Life, not a Performance

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It’s a difficult and liberating time when you realize, the past will not repeat itself, when that past was full of uncertainty, adventures, and the fantastical dreams of the acting arena. What a life, performed, a spectacle for all to watch and review. But, now, after this pandemic has changed my life absolutely, I have found myself quickly, and softly, saying goodbye to acting.

There is a freedom in writing these words down, since I never thought I would be able to. I have discovered, that a life lived, is very different from a life performed. A performance is up for direction, notes, criticism, comments, and exists in a type of uncontrollable consequence space. Meaning: my life was not my own to dream for. Actors, we live for others: the role, the character, the future, the present is constantly changing. It is very similar to a life lived, but when the film, theater, or podcast piece is over, alas, we die. The life lived, dies. And where are we?

I love and respect all of the actors I have had the privilege of studying with, and all of the magical experiences I have had the honor to not only live, but survive. I have died many times during this lifetime.

Now, it is time to say goodbye, and not look back in anger, or regret, but with joy, and peace.

A life is to live, not to wait for. Adios a el pasado, gracias for ensenarme finalmente, que mi vida, es mia para vivir. I will write, and I put my words onto the page, as I do now, and not hope and dream for a chance, but write the stories, and as we wake up and get dressed, so will I, live my own life now.

Gracias Duende…

I Created My Production Company: A Unirnos Mundo

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I am pleased to announce I have registered my official production company in Houston, Texas: White Dove Productions. It is something I have always wanted to do, but never thought I was capable of creating. Until I began putting my short films out there, and meeting other writers and filmmakers who believed in their voices enough to make it real. The Sundance Collab Writer’s Cafe, film festivals, and friends all around the world have asked me, what are you waiting for?
To inspire writers, actors, directors, dancers, artists, and collaborate with them. Work together to bring to life stories that need to be told, films that will change the way we think about stereotypes, cultures and countries. It is never too late to become what you imagine yourself to be. And I… am a filmmaker. For more info and details, please see the White Dove Productions page on my website for upcoming project updates, visit our LinkedIn page, or just email me! I would love to work together on a story, a script, a production concept, a vision, and bring it to life. Unidos mundo, somos capazes de lo impossible. When we united, there is nothing impossible for the world. Pa’lante mi gente!

Book Published

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I have just had my first story/novel published on the Readict platform! Download the app from your smartphone and enjoy.

Saint Agnes 009: Before the End of the World is a spy story. A story of empowerment, bravery and adventure of a young woman named Agnes. Maybe you’ll see yourself in her, perhaps you’ll fall in love with the life of catching the bad guys and following your heart, or… just find a world you’ll feel good in. Don’t worry, the sequel is in the works… #saintagnes009 #femmefatale #bondagnesbond

In the Making: “Love”

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What happens when after the end of our past selves… there is no beginning of a new one. Memories constantly running your mind into the ground, and the one person you love, is the one person you keep pushing away.

This film will be a study in the life of a couple caught in the new normal we are all living. She is lost, her identity gone, and he tries to bring her back to reality. Is she dreaming of herself or… is that a ghost haunting her past, present, and future. Only one answer seems to get through to her:

Love.

A film in the making.

The Winter Storm, Here to Stay

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I wrote this poem while the blackout happened in Houston, Texas, on the first night without power, alone in the dark.

Peace.

Peace.

Peace.

We do not understand the meaning of it,

just breath. Our minds race at will with no end in sight. Our souls do not know the true enjoyment of life.

The meaning of life, has been misplaced.

Misunderstood. Mistreated. Misplaced.

We have come forward so much with our technology, our tools, our things,

And yet,

we have gone backwards in our humanity.

Be warned,

we will not receive unlimited chances, be warned.

We do not have unlimited oxygen, be warned, we will not win bonus trees, or water, or fish, or flowers, or butterflies, or rivers, or love, or chocolate, or laughter, or meat, or seeds, or energy,

in the path to become the biggest millionaires.

If we do not stop our unchecked consumption, we will consume ourselves.

I trust the silence in the blackout.

This winter storm, this karmic energy we have called to chide us, it speaks, and gives wisdom for those who will listen.

Truth lies in the stillness.

Disguised as cold air.

Breath.

Breath.

There it is.

by Juliana Philippi

Who we need to call: GHOSTBUSTERS!

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After the acquittal of former President Trump, and the evil chaos transpiring across the globe, it became clear to me: We need the GHOSTBUSTERS!

We are at the point of beginning a cycle of permanent human destruction, that cannot be halted. Unless, a massive human force intervenes. Sadly, the elected representatives of the United States could not get the job done. What was it that stopped them? Moral imperatives, or the good of humanity? No, quite the opposite. Evil. Maybe the former President has some dirty laundry he threatened to air out on most of the GOP senators, some dark and disgusting skeletons for the world to see, but having studied history, the truth will always come out folks.

We need the United States of America to be formally exorcised. The definition of exorcism is: “Drive out an evil spirit from a person or place.” What we have witnessed, and what is threatening the lives of our future selves, and our children, is this monstrous cloud of lies and violence growing from within this country. I may only be one person, but I stand with the truth and the beauty of the World. And I say no more, and I shout at the top of my lungs, “Be Gone Demon!”

It is very clear, Donald Trump was not alone in this: the Republican Party is at a reckoning. At the helm of a a new year, with a new President, a new administration, and the power of the media of Facts and Truth, there is hope yet. There is hope for our lives, and the health of the Earth. Now more than ever, we need to use our voices, be the artists, the writers, the poets, the singers, the dancers, and the power for Light and Truth.

Who will be our GHOSTBUSTERS?