The Kindness of Strangers By Z Zoccolante Ani DiFranco, whose music has gotten me through many rough periods of my life, has a song titled 32 flavors. In it, she has a line that says, “Both my parents taught me about goodwill and I have done well by their names. Just the kindness I’ve lavished on strangers is more than I can explain.” – Ani DiFranco Kindness is something that can be misunderstood. It can often be seen as...
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My Book: Coming Soon! By Z Zoccolante HI Friends, I’m elated that you’re the first wonderful people that I share this news with publicly. My book will soon be published!!!!! And by soon I mean you can have it your hot, little hands or cool, little kindle in about a week or two!! Hip hop, hooray! This book holds a part of my heart because it’s about the eating disorder, and love triangle, that...
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Do you Keep Inviting the Tiger in the Circle of your Life? By Z Zoccolante They say that things repeat until we learn the lesson. It’s like a circle that we walk around with a Tiger in the center. Even if we jump off the circle, the next circle we walk is going to have a tiger too because we haven’t yet learned the lesson of the tiger. We haven’t walked around the circle and closed the energetic loop. For some of us this...
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How to Tell if Your Relationship is Healthy By Z Zoccolante This week I’m working on a film, it’s a documentary style based on true stories of women who’ve been in abusive relationships. Often when we hear the word abuse we think of physical abuse. If he’s not hitting me then it’s not abuse, right? Wrong. A healthy relationship doesn’t involve any type of abuse. There are many women who will never be hit,...
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But What If I’m Bad? By Z Zoccolante Deep down we all have a sense of inadequacy. We all wonder if we’re enough. We all have days where we get low. For some of us, our childhoods have role modeled a life that isn’t what we want for our future. For some of us, we have grown to believe that we are bad. This belief that we are bad might not lie on the surface, like the ripples on a lake. Instead, it might be like the...
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Running By Z Zoccolante It’s about 200 thousand degrees outside. The sun is finally thinking about setting for the day and the mist is rolling in from the ocean. Vega and I make our way to the grassy knoll, her little body pulling the harness like she’s trying to pull a sled through mountains of snow. Today, I’m the only one here, in the open air, with the green grass and blue sky stretching over the bluff with houses...
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