There’s this big momentary kerfuffle going on about NHL hockey, about how some guy crunched some other guy into the boards and landed him up with a concussion. Apparently it was a “legal” move, the bodychecker wasn’t punishable and the bodycheckee isn’t seriously hurt. It made a great big thud and the crowd went wild. …
Yoga’s not supposed to be fun
Oh yeah, yogaland. Realm of lithe supermodels with nose rings and lotus tattoos. Smooth-skinned muscular young men. Lululemon pants. Asses like plums. People with their knees twisted behind their necks, smiling placidly through the unbearable pain. Gurus of some higher spiritual order, sanctimonious and serene. Somehow just so much better than we mortals could ever …
Get a life
What is my place in this unruly world? Wake up anxious, tumbleweed in belly. What use am I, what is the point, why was I born? Get up, get dressed. Get a job. Get a coffee. Get a life. Turn on the computer – a message: Robin Wheeler has a cancerous tumor on her pancreas. …
Seeing and being seen
Walking down Commercial Drive. Low muttering and footsteps coming up quickly behind me. I turn around—me, short and weighed down by my backpack full of computer and stuff—and look straight up at a tall man close by my elbow. He glares down at me, a young native man in a tan trench coat . “What …
The Law of Dreams
Is courage just the awareness that gestures, journeys, lives have intrinsic shape, and must, one way or another, be completed? That there is a path to be followed, literally to the death? Awareness is harsh but better than being unaware, never sensing a path. Better than a life of stunts, false starts, dead ends. Better …