I thought I would be better at this. I thought this was my dream. But these days I can’t seem to get any traction. My life feels floaty and ungrounded. I have things to do, and things I want to do, and things I ought to do, and things I have always wished I could … Continue reading Pandemic Diary: Day 49*
Tag: solitude
Winterlude
In the week between Christmas and New Years I rented a little apartment in Ithaca, NY. I needed a getaway: from Christmas, from busyness, from tired. I needed a retreat. But instead of booking myself into a fancy place like Kripalu, I tried a “self-guided” retreat this time, in a nearby city where I know … Continue reading Winterlude
The Return to Interiority
Even though I get melancholy when the season changes from summer to fall, and even more so when it changes from fall to winter, I have to admit that I really do love the return to interiority. I just read a piece in Elephant Journal by a woman who went to a retreat at Kripalu … Continue reading The Return to Interiority