Category Archives: Me and My Monkey

Got a Pebble in My Shoe

I got the biopsy results today. The thing in my breast is the mother-fuckin-goddamned-bullshit cancer.   The doctor said it’s ‘not the scary kind though’. Oh, all righty then.  Not the scary kind. But it’s still the mother-fuckin-goddamned-bullshit kind.  As … Continue reading

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Worry, Worry, Super Scurry

I haven’t been worrying, but I’ve been thinking a lot about worry.  A few weeks ago, something happened in the world, I don’t remember exactly what it was, but it was terrible.  Someone posted about it on Facebook, and someone … Continue reading

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Roadblocks and Detours and Trains, (oh my)

      If I ever start to think that I am an enlightened being, a “15 minute” drive in New Jersey will set me straight. The yoga studio is only six miles from my house. 15 minutes. But they are … Continue reading

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The Space Between

“It is the silence between the notes that makes the music”. This might be a Zen proverb. Or Claude Debussy may have said it. Or both. In any event, the point is, the bits of silence are what allow us … Continue reading

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The Gateway Myth

That’s it!  I’m convinced that the doorway to adulthood is guarded by the Tooth Fairy.  I reluctantly watched as Maggie crossed that bittersweet threshold a while back.  Apparently, today was the day for Shannon to peak through the door. I … Continue reading

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The Rules of Engagement

Sometimes I spend an entire yoga class just waiting and wishing to get to savasana.  Corpse Pose.   When I can lie on my back, still and silent, with my mind mostly empty, for complete and total relaxation. I move … Continue reading

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Just a Hill of (Magic Imaginary) Beans

Yesterday I taught a bunch of five and six year old students a yoga class which I based on Jack and the Beanstalk.  We acted out the entire story, from trading the cow for beans through  Mom giving us an … Continue reading

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