A long tradition in literate cultures, commonplace books (as they are known in England) point to the human need to acquire and notate life as it happens. Writers are heavily weighted in the world of commonplace books. Their love…
A long tradition in literate cultures, commonplace books (as they are known in England) point to the human need to acquire and notate life as it happens. Writers are heavily weighted in the world of commonplace books. Their love…
Inspired by Karl Cronin’s Somatic Natural History Archive, this past August I stood on the shore of Lake Michigan in the late afternoon creating my own somatic archive. The wind was blowing roughly in from the north, the waves were…
For a New Beginning By John O’Donohue In out-of-the-way places of the heart, Where your thoughts never think to wander, This beginning has been quietly forming, Waiting until you were ready to emerge. For a long time it has watched…
Don’t worry that your life is turning upside down. How do you know that the side you are used to is better than the one to come? –Rumi Rumi, so wise, so funny, so prescient. So ancient. Often I’m not…
Foolish People just posted this great blog: Dig deep, they say, feel the burn and power on through, break on through to the other side. As if there is an infinite store of resources to draw upon. As if you’ve…
Last week I decided to go to a dance class. When I decided to go my mind started spinning out this low level hum of “Should I go? I don’t know. Should I? I’ve missed all the other classes and…
This little idea has been occurring to me lately. It happens when I’m doing something I don’t usually do. Like go to a restaurant by myself. Or make a call I would usually be afraid of. Or choose to be…
This isn’t a story about dancing, though. It’s about having a dream and not knowing how to get there — but starting anyway. –Karen X. Cheng Last week I came across a video titled “I learned to dance in a…
I am in the process of writing an essay about habits. Many of my habits are of no use to me yet they continue to plague me. My attempts to change my habits are met most often with discomfort on…
My son was in his room. He and his dad had stopped by before they left for a week-long vacation without me. I was stirring a lot of emotions about this little family and how it’s different now and how…
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