My head feels thick, eyes red-rimmed, and I try to swallow away the slight unpleasant dizziness. These telltale symptoms used to be a comfort, now, they're something else to power through, as I continue lifting each mud-covered boot up and out from the thick, sticky ground and putting it front of me. One at a time. I…
Picasso
There's doing, and there's being, and the former is ridiculously easy until you realize there isn't anything you can "do" any longer. You can walk all the walks and spend hours a day on your feet with a heavy backpack and marvel at the fact that your clothes feel looser and your waist tighter, but…
A New Sunrise II
The sky is on fire this morning. I can only see parts of the brilliant reds and fierce orange and pink shades cutting into the last of the East's night sky. Or rather, the last of its dark morning sky - night technically ended hours ago, and this line is far less blurred in Pittsburgh.…
Recess.
This week, New York caught me by the hood of my winter coat that I still had to wear, with many layers underneath, this late in the season. It's kapha time, as those in yogic and auyervedic circles express, and all that means is I'm moving forward, yet tugged back, experiencing the sensation that time…
One
It's one of those days when I feel a little sad, but for no discernible reason. The tangy chill of autumn was in the air; I wore two long-sleeved shirts when I set out on my walk and kept them both on until I was well past three miles. The breeze from the water -…
Time's Thievish Progress 