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Posts Tagged ‘yoga’

On too much of whatever

Right about now I could use a drink, a deep tissue massage, and a good old fashioned nap. In that order, please. Any takers?

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On the unofficial beginning of autumn

Not technically. The equinox is not for another month or so. But school has started back up again, and the air is starting to feel a little crisp… Things are starting to move… rocks are starting to roll forward again (they stagnate in July and August)…

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On tiredness and lethargy

Oh, me? I feel tired and in near-desperate need of a vacation. I’ve been dragging myself through the last two or three or seven days or so. I’ve been having very enlightening and necessary but also draining conversations with my friend in Harlem. I’ve been preparing for a trip to San Diego/Portland which may or [...]

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On yoga shirking

Anyone else remember when I said I was going to do yoga every day until the 4th of July? Well, it hasn’t quite worked out that way.

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On Polly’s Sunshine Laugh

In other news, I’m thinking of writing a song called “Polly’s Sunshine Laugh.” If you can figure out the connection, I’ll give you a prize. No, seriously, I will. Be the first to comment with the correct connection between the top of this post and the bottom of it, and I’ll give you a prize. I’ve got a shutterfly code burning a hole in my inbox.

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On other people’s sickness

Sometimes I wonder what a good friend is. Sometimes I wonder if I’m a good friend. (I’m serious.) Today my friend in Harlem was sick. This is the first time I’ve ever seen him sick. Apparently, he gets sick about once every twenty years or so. I haven’t known him for twenty years. I made [...]

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On auspicious beginnings to a New Year

I’m wondering if there is a chance that this year might be turning into the year that last year was supposed to be…? I took a yoga lesson today and now I’m sore as hell. I finally found out my yoga instructor’s name. To think all that time in the summer I didn’t know… and [...]

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On what I was looking for

What’s a girl supposed to be looking for anyway? Love? Hardly. Not even “hardly.” Absolutely not… at least not now. It occurred to me that I know myself by my… generous (for lack of a better word) capacity to fall in love, but I might just be tapped out at the moment. I feel like a soldier (or a supersoldier, rather) who realizes that the fact that he’s not dead after the latest grueling defeat means that he must be strong and getting stronger, but still opts to spend a little time in the infirmary rather than proudly displaying his broken bones and bruised flesh in the next battle.

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On how to keep it going

As I understand it, Saturn will be in Libra for a month or so. This is bad timing for me. I don’t want a dispelling of illusions. Illusions are the only things that make life worth living. Illusions and alcohol…

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On spiced hot cocoa

It’s one of the concepts the instructors push in yoga class (wow… I haven’t been there in waaay to long)… can you find the childlike breath in an uncomfortable pose? Can you find the… pleasure? Can you enjoy it? Can there be a moment like this one, where everything is all right even though your limbs and torso are twisted into shapes you didn’t know were possible?

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