What if we heard the voices of each thing singing, “I am alive”? As I begin to engage in the world a little more each day, I feel the vexing return of the hurried, fight or flight culture in my body. I notice this because I notice I’m holding my breath. I’m holding my breath, […]
Entries Tagged as 'Dancing Through Life'
8: Aliveness
November 5th, 2009 · 5 Comments
Tags: Dancing Through Life · Essays on Self-Healing · Etymology · Lungs · Ongoing Nia Classes
7: I Went To Nia!
November 4th, 2009 · No Comments
Yesterday I went to Nia for the first time in three and half weeks! (Who’s counting?) Woohoo! I took the first 15 minutes of Judy Newton’s class that she was teaching for me at The DanceSpace. It was astonishingly beautiful to see all the big hearts shining out through people’s faces as I entered the […]
Tags: Dancing Through Life · Essays on Self-Healing · Lungs · Ongoing Nia Classes
6: A Reading List
November 3rd, 2009 · No Comments
Here are some of the books I’ve been reading during this period of healing. The Epic of Gilgamesh, a new English version by Stephen Mitchell A beautifully written and poetic, if academically incomplete, blend of versions from a two thousand year period weaving the heartbreaking love story of Gilgamesh and Enkidu. We are living every day this […]
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5: Why Did The Universe Kick My Ass?
November 2nd, 2009 · 6 Comments
Why did the universe kick my ass? It matters and it matters not. The mind, in its constant seeking motions, naturally wants to know why. Let the mind move, look, see, be curious. But also consent to what is. These are some reflections. None is the answer. The mystery — and the response to the mystery […]
Tags: Dancing Through Life · Essays on Self-Healing · Lungs · Ongoing Nia Classes
4: Grieve, Play, Love
November 1st, 2009 · 1 Comment
I’m very happy to report I’m now medically stable. What a relief. I’m no longer afraid to sleep for fear of not being able to breathe. Yesterday, I spent the whole day out of bed! I can talk now, but I sound like a funny, chipmunkish, Marlon Brando-esque squeaky frog. Last night, I was awake […]
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3: Body, I Love You
October 31st, 2009 · 3 Comments
Nia student Isabelle Alzado wrote me a few days ago and made this request: “I love you and ask you to take your turn to listen to your body – the way Nia shows us – the way you show us [to say], ‘Body . . .’” So at Isabelle’s request, every night, as I […]
Tags: Dancing Through Life · Essays on Self-Healing · Lungs · Ongoing Nia Classes
2: Grief and the Lungs of The World
October 30th, 2009 · 9 Comments
It’s weird to be back on all the asthma meds again — high levels of prednisone and doing the nebulizer four times a day — after all these years baruch hashem of feeling so healthy. But I bless all these drugs which allow me to live. There are big differences now, compared to when I […]
Tags: Dancing Through Life · Essays on Self-Healing · Lungs · Poem of the Week
1: Breathe, Pray, Love
October 29th, 2009 · 1 Comment
(First in a series about healing pneumonia and asthma.) Last night, my friends Sharon and Ronen came over to visit. They brought chicken soup. Ronen read this poem. Wild Geese You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles […]
Tags: Dancing Through Life · Essays on Self-Healing · Etymology · Lungs · Poem of the Week
Beginner’s Mind: Love
October 6th, 2009 · No Comments
Every Nia class has a focus. The focus of today’s class was “Beginner’s Mind,” inspired by Nia co-creator Debbie Rosas’ recent telecourse on that topic. (You can listen to a recording of Debbie’s telecourse at www.nianow.com/telecourses.) In his classic book, Zen Mind, Beginner’s Mind, Suzuki-roshi tells us, “If your mind is empty, it is always […]
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My Dream of All Languages: Turning 50
August 13th, 2009 · 6 Comments
This September I turn 50! Thank you to my parents for giving me life: my courageous, beautiful my mother and my grief stricken, brilliant father. Thank you to my steadfast grandparents and their brave parents, and all my ancestors — from Alsace, New Iberia and Iowa; Biddenden, Oshkosh and Bohemia; from Minnesota, Belfast and Schleswig-Holstein, and all the […]
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