Tomorrow is the 20th Anniversary of the opening of Main Street Yoga. I have spent the past few days trying to draft a letter to my mailing list, struggling to express what their support has meant to me all these years.
Month: February 2024
Rothko Exhibit. Paris. 2024
As we left Gallery 5 and headed into 6 (of 11), I asked Em, “How’s it going?” “It’s a lot,” she said. It was a lot. It was a lot the way meditating two hours straight would be a lot. In fact, every time I stepped in front of a canvas, I heard Sam Harris … Continue reading Rothko Exhibit. Paris. 2024
In The Nap Room At The Airport
I am in the Detroit airport waiting for my flight to Paris. It’s a 10 hour layover so G booked me 4 hours in a nap room. They’re called “Minute Suites.” It’s basically a closet with a desk, a banquette to sleep on and a door that closes so you can get a break from … Continue reading In The Nap Room At The Airport
It Was A Party Without A Picture
But if someone had thought to take a picture, the picture-taking could have broken the moment Because taking a photo involves freezing, posing, then smiling. For the future. For your FB memories. For TimeHop.
Being Vulnerable Is Showing Up
I must learn that I can’t hide when I’m sick and only show up when I’m not. That’s not being authentic. That’s not being fully present.