Author: Marissa Foglia

Yes, Yes, 1,000 Times Yes: I Will Be Your Neighbor, Mister Rogers!

Last night I attended opening night of the documentary Won’t You Be My Neighbor, which highlights the life of Fred Rogers. 

It felt like an honor hearing directly from those who spent their day-today with him. His family, his friends, his colleagues, his puppets…his imagination.

Ah, Mister Rogers….

You know this guy, right? 

The guy who can bring a room full of adults to tears by simply…being.

His soothing voice. His reassuring nods. His overall demeanor. 

He was the most genuine, honest, real and selfless guy to once walk the planet. 

But did you know…he was also a bad ass. 

Don’t let the sweaters and sneakers fool you…

Fred Rogers meant serious business when it came to the loving guidance and education of children. He fought (in a calm voice, mind you) to solidify funding for educational programming and won.

Mister Rogers was the best kind of advocate…because in the end, I can’t help but believe he was an advocate for ALL of us, regardless of our age. 

He was the best kind of human. He was honest about his feelings and he encouraged us to be as well. There is no shame in feeling sad or angry and confused. 

He taught us that loving ourselves and others was the key to happiness. 

He promoted creativity and the celebration of simple things.

Feeding fish. Peeling apples. Sitting with your feet in a cool pool of water on a warm summer day.

I have always felt an extra connection to Mister Rogers. As a kid living in Pittsburgh where the show was filmed, Mr. Rogers really was (in a way) my neighbor. And THAT was a huge deal.

To this day, I still watch the reruns and still feel the same ol’ kind of innocent happiness that every child deserves.

So here’s to a man who so flawlessly taught us that we are special, just the way we are. 

Right back at ya, Fred.

Resisting The Ugly

Sometimes I wonder how it is possible to feel so overwhelmed and underwhelmed by humanity at the same time.

Let me explain…

I am overwhelmed by the ugliness of human nature.

I am underwhelmed by the fact that the goodness is being covered up by said ugliness.

And WE are not only allowing it, WE are causing it!

Yes, the state of the planet at the moment is this concoction of good and evil.

Nothing new there.

However, my greatest wish is that the icky parts that have saturated our day-to-day lives are somehow suddenly triggered to dissolve.

Here’s a hint: WE are the trigger.

What do I mean?

The social media negativity. The bullying. The trolling. The brainless bla, bla, bla. The constant, ongoing defensive and harsh attitudes we exhibit with one another.

Because guess what?

Underneath all of those demeaning key strokes, I can 1000% tell you that the good stuff IS there.

The kindness is there. The love is there.

It is there for all backgrounds. For all races. For all genders. For all humans. (And all of our four-legged friends, too.)

Choose to live in THAT world…

Because although it may seem that every waking second is just one big overwhelming negative story, post, article —

You must remember that you are CHOOSING to allow those things to infiltrate your life.


By reading, sharing, retweeting all the negativity, you are only breeding MORE negativity.

So why not CHOOSE to share what will actually influence each other in a positive way?

Get up and get AWAY from your screen.

(Yes, I realize that I’m saying that as I type on my laptop…)

But I have personally chosen to not allow the negative and typically mindless opinions of others influence my day.

And guess what?

I live in a very strong and positive mental state that continues to open new opportunities revolving around MORE good things.

Try it.

Don’t be lured in by seedy headlines or news broadcasts. (They just want ratings.)

Don’t allow what is written or said or shared by others to be your gateway to the world.

Get the FACTS on things.

Get out and form your OWN opinions. (Imagine that?!)

And I promise you, your life will slowly but surely gain a sense of calm that will make you say:

“I remember you, old friend!”

Shifting Back…Ahead

It has come to my attention recently that the universe is a clever little thing.

It has the ability to grace us with new people, new situations, new opportunities…yet in the same breath can re-saturate us with the very same things from our past.

I have to wonder if breathing life into the ghosts we assumed were long left behind is worth the extra effort of the inhale.

As humans, we tend to be so consumed with thinking about yesterday and tomorrow – that we shuffle beyond the current moment and forget to embrace what that very moment is bringing to the table.

But then I think…wait!

If the past is suddenly in the present, is that not the universe simply bringing to the forefront something that should be embraced once again — only in THIS moment anew?

Maybe last time around THAT moment wasn’t really ITS moment.

Maybe THIS is its actual moment and the other was just…a dress rehearsal.

Are we really living in the now if the now is a now filled with the way-back-whens?

I have to say yes.

Yes…because I believe that if things that were lost make their way back ’round, they have done so for a reason.

Love, friendship, work opportunities…all of these have the ability to play Houdini and make a grand entrance yet again.

The REAL decision then rests with if we are willing to answer that all too familiar knock on the door – or lock it shut once and for all.

For me, someone who typically shuts and locks those doors tight…I can’t help but feel like a living cliche as I lean the other way –

trust the process

what’s meant to be will be

– by actually embracing a second (or third) act.

But sometimes, it seems like that embrace is something you simply cannot fight.

Especially when the core of the newly re-released scenes have been written by the heart.

My heart.

Celebrating The Lessons Of 2017

This year was…interesting. While it may seem that time teaches us new lessons, I like to think they are actually all just the same ones simply donning different outfits. Initially we tend to pay more attention to the ones in couture, but in the end, it’s the raggedy old ones that always seem to carry the most worth. In 2017 I learned a few things about this, that and the other, and I feel blessed to have them stitched into my heart as I venture into 2018.

Celebrate Your Life

Lessons Of Love

I learned that for me, following my heart will always remain top priority.  No shocker there. Enduring obstacles results in a greater appreciation of the complexities of love. I also learned that when it comes to relationships, you truly cannot force anything…you must let every moment have its moment.

Lessons Of The Body

I am a firm believer that you must treat your body as a temple…a gift from God. And from that lesson I now know there is immeasurable power in choosing organic food and clean living (with a dash of cupcakes here and there). I can honestly say I have never felt healthier!

Lessons Of The Mind & Spirit

I learned a lot about the power of focusing more on spirituality rather than religion. Sure I’ll always be a good Catholic girl, but a stronger focus on my spirituality has helped me to build a better version of myself through positive thought and positive energy. Clarity of the mind is a powerful tool. What you emit you will attract.


Lessons Of Self

I got to know myself this year in a way that was new. When you really start living your truth, life pans out in a very different and rewarding way. For me, my writing reached new levels. Creativity and ideas seemed to flow excessively…and I continue to welcome such floods. Working for myself is the best decision I ever could have made. But make no mistake…the freedom of freelance was well-earned. I put in my time behind this desk and that desk, scribbling away at the hand of others. But no more.

Lessons Of Environment

I realized that when you are surrounded by goodness, purity and people with good intentions and unstoppable passion for what they do, that you, too, become one of those people. I also learned that I am really, really good at shutting out nonsense and negativity. This took a while…but being able to silence the day-to-day black cloud of certain things (think social media and online negativity) is a major win!

And by the way, it’s OK to let the world know! It’s OK to be proud of who you are and what you are working to accomplish in your life. Be proud of your talents, your beauty, your brains. Love yourself the way you can’t help but love someone else…with unconditional and unwavering loyalty.

So as 2017 tucks itself away, do yourself a favor and consider your own lessons. Consider their significance and impact on not just yesterday, but tomorrow. Love your life, love others, love yourself…and celebrate every sunset as if it is New Year’s Eve and every new sunrise as if it’s New Year’s Day! PS. Good riddens to this year…it was one I think we all can leave far behind without missing a beat.

I Put The Super In Superstitious

I’m about as superstitious as they come.

I knock on wood. I throw salt over my shoulder. I wish on the clock when the numbers are all the same. I cross my fingers. 

When it comes to travel, I will never, ever, sit in row 13 on an airplane, nor will I book a flight in which the flight# adds up to 13.

I will not let someone remove the knife after they make that first cut into their birthday cake…and I will forever refuse to sit with my back facing the front door of a restaurant. (That actually may be more of a mafia-related issue, but you get the point.)

Maybe to onlookers it’s a bit much…this coming from a girl who has countless coins scattered all over her floors at home because she refuses to pick up anything that has landed tails up. 

(Is it any wonder I live alone?) 

Yep, I’m one superstitious girl…and apparently I also drop a lot of coins.

But the way I see it, if you don’t mess with the universe, the universe won’t mess with you.

To answer your question, yes. People think I’m nuts for believing in some sort of magical supernatural force that is lurking above us all…but that’s ok. I own it. 

Besides, I’m not big on pushing the buttons of the unseen, undead or seemingly unavoidable. 

If staying clear of trouble on that end means people pointing out coins on my floor when they visit and laughing at me, then so be it.

But don’t knock it! 

Let me tell you, superstitions aren’t always necessarily believed to avoid something unsavory. I know for a fact they work in the opposite way as well.

For example, I’ve always felt that animals hold the souls of deceased humans. 

Stop laughing. 

That being said, I am certain that the random bird which suddenly appeared at our front door day after day, was my grandfather. Sure enough, my mother addressed the bird as such and off it flew, never to be seen again.  

And how about the awkward silence that sometimes creeps into a conversation? That’s just an angel passing over.

And so, as this being the eve of Halloween, my sensors are up and I’m not taking any chances. 

So when my total at Whole Foods this morning was $6.66, you better believe I grabbed an extra bottle of overpriced water to settle the score.

Dining On Stars ©

There need not be reason…
brushing against our intertwined silhouettes.

There need not be explanation…
emerging from our feverish lips.

There need not be any afterthoughts…
mingling around our scene of passionate disarray.

There need only be the desire to capture you as you did me…
a graceful shock of electric fervor.

A single glance that shook me to a halt.

With eyes that bright, you must have been dining on stars.