In the fall of 2009, I began volunteering at a non-profit called Living Yoga. Yoga is something I would have cynically driven into the ground ten years ago. But after my Nana died last fall (she was a life-long yoga practitioner), I became attracted to the practice.
Many people come to yoga seeking serenity and relaxation, [...]
Living Yoga
Fat Freddy’s Drop
It was a weekend of compulsive ping-pong. Weisenberger found his serve and I was behind in points. He hesitated, then reached for his backpack. I just had to hear this New Zealand reggae band he’d recently discovered. I was annoyed because we were close to game point. But Weisenberger ignored my complaints. “Settle, lad. Settle.”
Layered [...]
Our Cells
In bed this morning, I had a cell phone chat with my head turned to the side so the phone stayed in place while I spoke and listened. And I noticed that after about twenty minutes it got hot. Really hot, so I pulled it away as I finished my conversation.
If my Italian grandmother were [...]