Hiya, I'm Kara. For those of you who don't know me yet, welcome to my blog. Consider yourself invited to read and digest some of the posts on this page. See something you like? Please leave a comment. See something you don't like? Please leave a comment. I totally value your unique perspective. 

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You were a CPA?!? Yup.

Posted on April 17, 2014

These days, one of my favorite moments is when I tell a prospective client or a fellow health practitioner that I was a Certified Public Accountant for more than a decade. Peoples’ reactions range from a jaw-drop to comments about how I don’t look like an accountant to unabashed dismissal. As the character Holly Golightly once said, “It’s useful being the top banana in the shock department.”

People commonly assume that CPAs only do taxes. Not true. I was a CPA who got my start in troubled debt restructuring and bankruptcy for one of the largest global firms. Basically, a failing company’s leadership called us when the financial shit hit the proverbial fan. Then, a team of us would arrive to interview people, triage the situation, attempt to stop the cash flow hemorrhaging, functionally look at what may have caused the problem and create a plan to control the chaos. 

A toast to living on the edge

Posted on December 5, 2013

Normally posts like this just go to my super-fab List. However, the response has been SO enormous in the last 24 hours, so I wanted to share it here. (Click Pssst...Are you on The List yet? if you want in on the conversation.) 

From the email: 

Last night, I was standing in my kitchen contemplating what to eat. I ate a big lunch, so I just wanted a snack. 

Apple? Nah, I had one earlier.

Salad? Nope, I had that with breakfast. 

A square of dark chocolate? Maybe later...  

[Opening the freezer] Toast? 

For a moment, my Itty Bitty Shitty Committee was all over that idea. Here's a snippet of what went through my head: It has gluten!  Alright, a shit-ton of refined, white flour makes me feel somewhat sluggish, but I don't have any reason to believe that I'm celiac. You can do better than that, Kara!  Really? I think there are a bazillion foods that might shorten my life faster than a single slice of organic, whole wheat sourdough bread. You're living on the edge. Ummm, it's toast. It's not heroin or a pack of Gauloises. 

So, I lived on the edge: I ate the toast. I digested it just fine, but I couldn't digest what happened. While I watched The Voice, I mulled it over. And here it comes:

Goals collecting dust? Get S.M.A.R.T.E.R.

Posted on November 24, 2013

Being bad feels so spectacularly great

Posted on September 12, 2013

“Even bad Pilates is good for you,” said my teacher, Brooke Siler. As an apprentice striving to be better hour by countless hour and a perfectionist NO WHERE near recovery at the time, that statement always made me bristle. It was fine for newbies to bumble through their workouts, but why would an apprentice teacher want to do anything less than perfect? [Shrug.] 

Ironically, it was during my last apprentice exam that I began to...I'm just going to say it...palpably dislike my own Pilates workouts, especially on the reformer. There is a rhythm to Pilates and an element of strong elegance. As someone who did gymnastics from age 3, played soccer and is an avid runner, I never have been able to “perform” Pilates like my teachers or peers from the dance world. I’ve studied movies made by Joe himself and with contemporary master teachers. 

Now, I've done the soul-searching work to understand what skills and talents that I bring as a teacher. Yet every time I put my head back on that headrest to start my workout, I was Tin Man from the Wizard of Oz listening to a mixtape of every criticism from every teacher or everycoach that I’ve ever worked with. The volume dial was at 11. 

Hello Noho!

Posted on September 8, 2013

My clients gobble up my end-of-business session times, so I miss out on some of the in-person events. Why would I let that stop me from meeting some new folks? Check out this short video. It's a short, asynchronous hello to the Noho Chamber members that I haven't met yet...or people like you.


Pop That Copy! (A Chat with Megan Atkinson)

Posted on August 21, 2013

Many of the clients that I work with happen to be entrepreneurs or aspiring entrepreneurs. I heard so many of them struggling to start writing their first bits of website copy. I also really value promoting the whipsmart, talented ladies I know who do cool stuff. So, I got my favorite Word Nerd, Megan Atkinson, to sit down and chat with me and my friend, Angie. Give it a watch. I'd love to hear if this helped you in the comments below. 


Double dates with Auntie Mame and Ben & Jerry

Posted on February 14, 2013

Yeah, it’s Valentine’s Day again. Much like the dreaded wedding bouquet toss, it’s that day that separates us into the haves and the have-nots. It’s a commercial day marked by inferior-quality chocolate. (Gasp!) However, this day is a reminder, a really useful one. Because, get this, you have everything that you need right now to make this day whatever you dream up.

C’mon, hear me out.

As many of you know, I got married last year. Femme Ephemera (me) married dixiecupdrinkin (Craig). We met on; those were our screen names. It’s the chronic overworking city-dweller way.

Here’s the interesting bit: Neither of us thought that we’d ever get married.

I was Craig’s 50th (and what he declared, last) first date. I’ve probably been on as many first dates myself plus a couple of epic (yet informative) fails in the Relationship Department. At points, I have had Saturday night double dates with Auntie Mame and Ben & Jerry. I was your garden variety unlovable. 

Then, something changed…