I'm re-reading a book that I read in translation when I was sixteen or so: Albert Camus' A Happy Death. Now I'm "reading" it as an audio book in French, La Mort Heureuse. It impressed me very much at the time and probably (now that I'm reading it again), pushed me in ways that I... Continue Reading →
The Mystery of the Missing Backpacks
We went climbing yesterday, and it wasn't a great day to start out with. I was kind of tired and the place we were climbing requires you to belay down into it and climb back out. You could probably get out of there if you got stuck and couldn't finish the climb, but it would... Continue Reading →
Yoga Teacher Training
This is the last day of an intensive 200 hour yoga teacher training in Alicante, Spain, which started for me in early March. There’s both a lot to say, and not much. It was difficult for me sometimes. It is intensive. At age 54, it was sometimes difficult to concentrate all day long, and there... Continue Reading →
Time (and time again)
It's a wonderful thing to have time, but no one really does. If you think about how short life is, how few times you will do the things you love, or see the ones who matter most to you, it seems like those things are always around until they're not. Time has changed for me... Continue Reading →
Moove your cow, and your mind will follow. 