Through story, play, and human connection.
STORY
Because stories help us remember who we are.
EXPERIENCE
Joy isn’t passive. It’s practiced.
TOOLS
Because joy needs maintenance.
Everything I create ---from corporate shows to theatre to bubbles--- comes from the same place.
A moment in my life when I realized I was functioning, not living.
I didn't set out to build "services". I set out to rebuild connection ---with myself first, and then with others.
Whether I'm on a corporate stage, a fringe theatre, or a wedding lawn, the goal is the same: to create a shared moment where people can exhale, feel seen, and remember who they were before they got tired.
This isn't about fixing people.
It's about reminding them they're already human.
Human connection, disguised as entertainment.
Interactive performances that help teams breathe, laugh, and reconnect especially when burnout, pressure, or disconnection are present.
Outcome in one line:
Teams leave feeling seen, energized, and more human.
A story about losing yourself —and finding your way back.
A one-person theatrical journey blending humour, vulnerability, and wonder, created for anyone who has been functioning instead of living.
Outcome in one line:
Audiences leave lighter, more open, and less alone.
Moments of wonder for all ages.
Playful, poetic bubble performances that invite presence, joy, and shared delight without spectacle or noise.
Outcome in one line:
People slow down, smile genuinely, and remember how to play.
Latest Blogs
- A Good Cry
I love movies that make me cry.
The kind where it just happens-no warning, no control.
If a film can bring that out of me, it automatically ranks high on my list…
even if the critics don’t agree.I love a good cry.
Uncontrollable tears. The kind you can’t hold back even if you try.This week was a hard week.
- Why do we wait?
Why do we wait to tell someone how much they mean to us?
Why do we wait for the “right time” to do the things we’ve always wanted to do?Why do we spend so much energy living in the past… or worrying about the future…
and so little time actually being here, in the present?The truth is-sometimes tomorrow never comes.
- The Role Model I did not know I had
Today, I sat and wrote an eulogy for my dad who passed yesterday.
- Singing my story #1
Song for my assimilation into the Texas school system.
Titled “Unlabelled Crowd”.
- “No one is to blame” – Howard Jones & “Que Sera Sera” – Doris Day
Today, I (or Soleil) caught myself wanting to find fault in our health industry.
To point fingers. To question decisions. To ask, “Who’s to blame?”But then I was reminded of the song “No One Is to Blame” by Howard Jones.
What if… no one is?
- Let It Out
It helps to talk.
To say the thing before it settles.
Before it hardens.
Before it finds a place to hide.Because emotions don’t disappear when ignored.
They wait.
They gather.
Quietly. Slowly.
Like pressure beneath the surface.And eventually… they erupt.
Feature Blog
The Day It Got a Name
For a long time, I avoided the word burnout.
Not intentionally I just didn’t know it belonged to me.
I had other words.
Better words.
Kinder words.
Fatigue.
Mental fatigue.
Overextended.
An unsustainable pace.
Functioning, not living.