Still Sundays.
January 15, 2012.
Last time I wrote fiction was June 2011. It wasn’t even a story but a sketch of words. Prior to June, regularly putting down drafts of fiction, however incomplete, was March 2011. All in all, last time I wrote fiction every week, be it a paragraph for the novel or some story shared on this web space, was December 2010. It would be fair and accurate to state that I consistently tackled the craft of fiction from March 2010 to March 2011 regardless what was shared here—and it was a lot that was shared in this online space. In fact, every Tuesday, come rain or shine or travel. I wrote ... read more »
Tagged choices, nyc, process of writing, questions, ralph waldo emerson, social media, words
“I came to yoga not on a journey of personal transformation, but because I put my back out and couldn’t sit comfortably in a chair,” begins Claire Dederer in an article, “My Truce With Yoga” in the October issue of Whole Living magazine. I timely came across this article that sheds light on the 6 billion dollar yoga industry. I share some excerpts that highlight my concerns:
I thought yoga was for self-indulgent, middle-aged ladies with time on their hands, or for fanatical vegetarian former gymnasts.
As I researched studios around Seattle, I noticed that yoga came in a dizzying array of flavors and strengths, often at opposite ends of a spiritual spectrum. At some studios, ... read more »
Tagged choices, marco rojas, nyc, yoga
December 25, 2011.
on criticism, on friendships come & gone, Keats & soul-making.
New York City is asleep although I have been awake for some time.
Silence is that music where we become instruments.
I have never experienced Stillness and silence this grand in New York City as this Sunday.
This is my first Christmas holiday and New Year’s Eve in New York City despite having lived here for over a decade. Usually I have always been “home” this time of the year, whatever that has meant: sometimes Lahore, other times Johannesburg or Durban, most often a farmhouse, my parents’, in California.
Last night I experienced New York City in a whole new manner. I ... read more »
Tagged 2011, choices, keats, life, nyc, process of writing, questions, relating, sublime flux
December 18, 2011.
Herman Hesse’s Demian. “Tug on Anything at all…” A fortune-teller who could tell all but one thing.
It’s not easy to leave New York City. A stranger-friend, an Italian Ph.D. student, must return to Italy tomorrow as her yearlong fellowship is finally over. And she is not ready. I don’t think those who come to New York City for anything but an idea can ever leave that idea behind. At worst we carry that idea that is New York City with us wherever we go. At best, we return again. And again.
Love is a hard idea to give up.
What will she miss the most, I asked her? She held back ... read more »
Tagged choices, herman hesse, life, non-fiction stories, nyc, questions, relating, sublime flux
Still Sundays.
November 13, 2011.
Stillness is a guardian angel.
That being said, on days where the frozen wind in New York City feels like the wrathy breathing of some evil gods, I do yell aloud, forgetting all I know about seasons, climate, and weather, “God you can’t be real! Because no one in his or her right mind would actually create a day this cold!”
Yet so far November feels like early spring. Will March then be like early winter? Maybe winter has never been that long after all? Climate change is changing.
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What do I know without a doubt this Sunday morning as this calendar year is almost over?
Light ... read more »
Tagged 2011, art, choices, life, nyc, relating, social media, twitter
