I had two friends in college named Kris and Josh. As roommates and fellow musicians, they were a fun pair, but I think the thing I loved most about them was their spirit of whimsy. Kris would happen to mention on a Monday that they’d flown to Chicago the weekend prior, “just because” they wanted… Continue reading San Diego Declassified
A moment of brightness
Saturday, I worked a yoga show. Amid serving cups of tea, a family of six gathered in the booth adjacent. The four children ranged in age from the bright red mopped baby in arms of mom to the eldest boy, shy of 7. The two middle children, girls, had bedraggled brown waves that resembled my… Continue reading A moment of brightness
a song offered to the writer
I sing. This is no surprise to those in my inner sanctum (or those driving in the lane near to my driver’s side window.) A joy as immense as the sky is long stretched over Texas bursts from my open lips in the form of matching what is heard and shifting it slightly. Last weekend… Continue reading a song offered to the writer
up late speculating
Every morning in the car, I tune in happily to NPR. There is something satisfying and grounding about this habit. Sometimes the drive includes a stop for a soy chai but most of the time it’s just the straight shot from my house with Renee Montaigne. Last week they aired a special forum held in… Continue reading up late speculating
Denver- Notes from a Yogini
During the Yoga Month kick-off in Denver, I attended a chat and part of a yoga practice led by Susanne Sterling, Seane Corn and Halla Khouri. Below are notes taken during their chat. Most of the sentiments expressed below were from Seane. She really inspired me and helped me think of yoga beyond just a… Continue reading Denver- Notes from a Yogini
Denver- DNC Day 1 Perspectives & Climate
SPIRIT OF THE DNC There are people throughout the airport holding signs that say “Questions?” and are working in conjunction with the DNC and the McDonald employees are all wearing obama t-shirts. There are three secret service workers standing in front of me. they discussed how wearing sunglasses allows them to see where a bullet is… Continue reading Denver- DNC Day 1 Perspectives & Climate
Larissa Szporluk’s “Deliverer”
“Dark Sky Question” as a title of a collection of poems sounds intriguing, doesn’t it? I found the poems inside equally compelling by what they tell and what they leave out. What would be the single question you might ask to a dark sky? What would its’ response be? Szporluk’s poems have an air of… Continue reading Larissa Szporluk’s “Deliverer”
“No time to even breathe, not when gold is on the mind”
I am not a sports junkie. Far from it, my idea of TV usually is now and then, more in the direction of Project Runway or Heroes. But somehow, every night at 10:10 p.m. my body has been planted into our red velvet couch, tuned into NBC, watching the Olympics. I have become invested in… Continue reading “No time to even breathe, not when gold is on the mind”
Small things from which to derive joy
In a recession-rife economy, the pundits encourage us to hunker down money into savings while still keeping money passing through the markets by spending. For those of us living in expensive cities (San Francisco or New York as examples), this can curb into an already cinched budget. And as the recession continues creeping into our… Continue reading Small things from which to derive joy
On being not okay
There is a part of me that has taken the reins for right now. We’ll call her Addie for Adrenaline. It amazes me how much I want her to go away and yet she is hanging around as self-preservation. She’s a life jacket tossed on a me when I sometimes feel like I’m drowning on… Continue reading On being not okay
SF: Taste3 & Sound
TASTE3 Read movers and shakers in the food & beverage world converging on the lush wine country that is Napa for 2 days. This conference brought the thinkers into the equation for a good mix of ideas, questions and of course amazing food. Sponsored by the Robert Mondavi winery and held at COPIA in Napa.… Continue reading SF: Taste3 & Sound
Greetings from New Hampshire
Long live the evenings where the wick burns late into crickets chirping and the mornings hunkered down, eye mask on, avoiding the inevitability of sunlight. Poetry camp this past week extends itself into a week feeling like a lifetime that then transcribes itself into mere minutes, breaths of time exhausted in cups of coffee, collusion… Continue reading Greetings from New Hampshire