A weekly feature, where I get to know someone better.
Each post will describe a recent lovely encounter with a new person or a strengthened connection with someone I already knew.
Devon from the Teacher Training invited me over for Thanksgiving dinner. It was a small gathering, 8 people around the table, mostly Devon’s local close friends and loved ones, only Derek (Caroline’s friend) and I relative strangers.
As we dine, the sun sets, we eat by candlelight. Continue reading “The Mourning Moon”
Devon from the Teacher Training invited me over for Thanksgiving dinner. It was a small gathering, 8 people around the table, mostly Devon’s local close friends and loved ones.
Devon’s friend Caroline noted how we’ve arrived from different places, and how pairs and triple of us have all sorts of experiences in common. Only two of the diners were born in California, Caroline and Devon’s teenage son. This lead to origin stories. Continue reading “Good Luck Symbols and Dragons”
This past weekend in the alignment class at the yoga teacher training, we practiced seeing and being seen.
We got split into buddy pairs. The first exercise was to stand in front of each other in tadasana (mountain pose) and look at each other. Then we took turns to touch each other gently around the alignment points. Then, in turns, one person, the “lookee”, stood still, another, the “looker”, was guided to observe the lookee, from all four sides, from feet up, mostly looking, with gentle feeling touch here and there. Continue reading “Two Minutes”
I arrived early and alone to a new event of the sort where you just sit and watch. The event was running late to start, and I sat there uncomfortably, looking around for acquaintances and/or mustering courage to talk to strangers. After a while, I saw K whom I knew a little bit through tango. Continue reading “Where Are You from?”
Over the Labor Day weekend, I went backpacking in the Arroyo Seco river. I am not much into backpacking, hadn’t done that in over a decade in fact. This one sounded easy enough though: about 10 miles in 3 days along the riverbed with nice pools to swim in, under the trees and other pretty nature. Ten miles is nothing, right? Various people from the same crowd have done this for years, we’ve heard. Usually, in 2 days, we’ve heard. Continue reading “Arroyo Seco Dinner Grace”
Love letters understated 