“A <…> feature of the emotions is that there are really only two, love and fear.”
– Darren Main, Inner Tranquility: A Guide to Seated Meditation
Category Unprompted
Original writing, unassigned, unprompted
Mondays
There may be a day some time in the future when I no longer care about you. The familiar feeling of your embrace would be like a memory of a good book I’ve read, or a movie I’ve seen. Like a memory of my hand in David’s in the Azalea Garden, in June of 2007. So what if I remember the month and year, I am good with calendars, that’s all. It might have been May, too. When do the azaleas bloom? It was a Tuesday.
About you, I’ll remember there were Mondays. Continue reading “Mondays”
About Grandpa Sasha
My mama visited for a couple of weeks in October. As we drove back from the road trip South, in the Valley, the boring part, I asked, randomly, if grandpa Sasha, her father, went to college. Grandpa died while mama was pregnant with me, so I didn’t get to meet him. Heard this and that about him, but not much since I’ve grown up.
Here is what she told me. Continue reading “About Grandpa Sasha”
Anatomy and Ice Cream
In the beginning of the yoga teacher training, one of our faculty warned us against turning into “born again yogis”, that is, talking everyone’s heads off about how great yoga is and how they should do it.
But it’s OK. So far, lots of my recent learning has been practical. Continue reading “Anatomy and Ice Cream”
Studying Hard
Tomorrow, I have my first test in yoga teacher training, so this morning, I figured, I’d go practice and study in the Golden Gate park before today’s class.
The practice went very well. Here is the breakdown, once I got to the park. Continue reading “Studying Hard”
Love letters understated 