Today I got around to doing my taxes and it turns out, for the 11th year in a row, I made no money. Once again, I operated at a loss. I am really a happy person as long as I don’t have to consciously face the fact that I make no money. But as soon … Continue reading Circling the drain at tax time
Month: February 2015
It's Friday night. I love Friday night, despite the fact that I don't have a conventional job, and the "week" and the "weekend" are virtually interchangeable for me. I don't get paid on Friday. I don't even work, so I'm not even spent from the week. I am amped from the week, actually. Right now I … Continue reading Friday night
A Rumor of Bears
The other morning while G was walking Boomer, a neighbor stopped to tell her that she had seen bears up behind the cemetery. "Yeah," she said, "just so you know, the bears are up. It's time to take the feeders in at night." So for the last 2 nights we have been taking the feeder … Continue reading A Rumor of Bears
Building an amplified community
Today I spent a lot of time on the phone with a yoga teacher, trying to hash out an accurate description of the class she will teach on Wednesdays in March at MSY. It was an exciting creative process that I was even aware of as it was happening and I actually pulled out of … Continue reading Building an amplified community
Today did not go AT ALL the way I thought it would. I walked into the gym expecting an hour of sit-ups, pull-ups, squats and other torture at the hands of my handsome and wise trainer, but instead found myself in deep dialogue. Today we worked out together. Today's workout was to understand and articulate. … Continue reading Grappling
Yoga Gives High Return on Investment
Tonight I asked my class what their incentive for coming was. (Because, people, it is freaking freezing out.) So I asked them: why do you come out in the cold, knowing you are going to be beaten, and broken, and boiled alive as the postures slowly ratchet up, and up, and up until you are … Continue reading Yoga Gives High Return on Investment
I think even in Lent, you get Sundays off, don't you? I am sitting here watching the Oscars. I haven't seen many of the films, but I am really liking the spectacle of Awards this year, and Neil Patrick Harris is adorable. C'mon, Lady Gaga covering Julie Andrews? How amazing was she? And then Julie … Continue reading Sunday stuff
Nothing to do, nowhere to go.
I woke up this morning and looked at my calendar on my phone and there was nothing there. No commitments, no place I had to be, or go. Same thing tomorrow. 2 days in a row of blessed nothing. So I stayed in my pajamas. I ate cinnamon toast, 2 cups of Ethiopean Yurgacheffe, a … Continue reading Nothing to do, nowhere to go.
“What is that word you just said?” The yoga teacher said, “Namaste.” “How do you spell that?” he asked. She spelled it for him. “What does it mean? “It means the light in me sees and recognizes, the light in you.” “That one word means all that?” “Yep,” she said. I would have given the … Continue reading Everyday Namaste
I started this day reading Oliver Sack's moving piece about his terminal cancer diagnosis. This part: "Over the last few days, I have been able to see my life as from a great altitude, as a sort of landscape, and with a deepening sense of the connection of all its parts. This does not mean … Continue reading Survival Concerns