Reading for the upcoming yoga training…
The interesting thing about the external forms of gratification that we use to fill this lack at our core is that when they disappear or decay (like the loss of a lover, job, money, or status), they return us to the basic truth that nothing outside of ourselves can ultimately create a solid ground out of which we can find peace.
-Michael Stone, “Yoga for a World out of Balance. Teachings on Ethics and Social Action”
Here is the inside (purl) and the outside (knit) of my current project, long fingerless gloves for myself, intended as a “swatch” for a bigger and even more “boring” item.
When I lived in Philadelphia, I used to go to Philly Power Yoga several times a week. Continue reading “I Don’t Want to Be a Full Time Yoga Instructor”
The physical heart is to the left of center. The spiritual heart is to the right. My tango heart is, bewilderingly, in Philadelphia.
The first weekend of December I flew to Philly for Lesley’s memorial service. Got there late Friday afternoon back home Sunday evening. Continue reading “Where My Tango Heart Is”
The readers with whom I spoke recently in person know that I am planning to take a break from work soon. Haven’t told the work yet. This is the first time I am (gingerly) putting this in (somewhat) public writing.
Love letters understated 