Month: August 2015

This week I attended an Ashtanga yoga class for maybe the second time in my life.  The sequences are repetitive, you do a run through with the teacher’s guidance, and then repeat the sequence on your own three times. Every time the teacher said, “Okay, now do it on your own,” I suffered a little…
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   Tell me to what you pay attention and I’ll tell you who you are.  –Jose Ortega y Gasset I’ve been slowly reading and writing notes from The Life of Poetry by Muriel Rukeyser since  March.  It was recommended to me by my brilliant friend Renee, and I ordered it immediately on my phone from her…
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