Tag Archives: musings of the amusing muse
“Have you been practicing?” I dreaded that question. Much like confession when I was in grade school where I didn’t have anything to confess, I knew full well that responding, “No,” was not the correct answer.
As the hours passed on New Year’s Eve, I contemplated what I should post here for the first words of 2020. Resolutions haven’t really been my cup-of-tea.
I was on my mat, squatted down in Mālāsana, when the instructor invited everyone to attempt Crow pose, or Bakasana, if we felt up to it. I’d been feeling stronger in recent weeks when it came to yoga class so … Continue reading
Last week Monday, my barn jeans tore across the left thigh. They’d been wearing noticeably thin over the last few months and I knew they would need to be retired soon. Monday was July 8th and it would have been … Continue reading
I am a fan of the literary magazine, The Sun, which is ad-free and runs a variety of features from interviews to “Readers Write.” Once in a while, I think I should submit something for publication, but the thought passes.
Today’s society tells us that we can “do it all”, “have it all” if we want it bad enough, and we can succeed in attaining our every whim and desire if we just hustle enough. But what if we can’t? … Continue reading
Last Saturday I awoke to the sound of the radio announcer on WPR saying, “…and next we will hear the second act….” It was 5 AM, and I had yoga in a few hours. It was time to enjoy some … Continue reading
The other day, in conversation with a friend about music, I opined that I was confident that my very eclectic taste in music was heavily influenced by my brother when we were growing up. While he was not the only … Continue reading
I turned 43 on Tuesday, not “29 again”, because hey – I’ve made it to 43! Lots of people in the world don’t, so I feel I should celebrate the milestone. It’s a lot of years and over the years, … Continue reading
Statement of fact: February has been a shit month.