HEATHER'S BLOG

When you perform, you are out of yourself and more potent, more beautiful." I first encountered Agnes de Mille’s words during my New York acting days. To me, art and life are intertwined. These days, I practice life on the yoga mat—finding presence, strength, and grace, even when I wobble. With ataxia, things don’t always function as they once did. But like Itzhak Perlman playing on three strings, I’m learning I don’t have to stop. I can adapt, re-align, and rise every time I

I don’t care what you lose in this life—just don’t lose yourself. Grief and hard times can feel incredibly lonely, like being at a party holding a sad little plate of emotional snacks. But through everything, I’ve gained humility, self-compassion, and a deeper awareness of what truly matters. Your vulnerability can be your greatest strength. Breathe when you can, ask for help, and if all else fails? Cry in the shower. It’s free therapy with great water pressure. You’ve got th

Living with idiopathic cerebellar ataxia has taught me that I don’t have to wait for perfect answers or perfect days to take care of myself. I’ve learned to listen to my body and try gentle things that actually help — red light therapy, my vibration board, ubiquinol, NAD, and cycling three days a week. Some days these tools give me more energy. Other days they simply remind me that I’m still showing up for myself, even when progress feels slow. Staying positive doesn’t mean p