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 …
Author: carmen
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 …
The Old Man’s People
I am going to the Ottawa Valley on January 26, to join The Old Man’s People for a nose-to-nose conversation with Death. What fun! I honestly have no idea quite what I will be doing there, but it just seems to be what I need to do. I have been advised by the instructor, Stephen …