MY CHILD’S CRY STIRS ME FROM BED. After he’s soothed, I crawl back under the cooled covers and just barely register the time on the clock: 5:30am. But my brain has already stirred and my…
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goodnight lawn-mower
my 2-year old, every night, soothes himself to sleep by recounting the objects and events that have made an impression on his day… “goodnight motorcycle” “goodnight bumble bee” “goodnight thunder” “goodnight lawn-mower” (If you haven’t…
life asanas
BY ALL APPEARANCES, my backpack is stiff with stagnancy. But my absence belies. For all the spiritual journeys and cross-road training I imagined myself on in my 20’s – I now get that it’s all training-wheels….