Tag Archives: Death

it’s not dark yet…

Aging actually could be fun if it weren’t for the dying. I think it should be fun because really, like Bob Dylan says, ‘It’s not dark yet but it’s gettin’ there’.  We know so much now and so much better. We have so much experience, we have come to understand what’s important. We know how to […]


a rag, a bone, a hank of hair

‘A rag, a bone, a hank of hair.’ That’s the inevitable answer to the question ‘what’s going to become of me?’ A rag, a bone, a hank of hair, that’s what. The clump of flotsam you come upon on the beach. The kind of stuff you can be both drawn to and freaked out by. […]


you’ve got to crack the chest wide open

wide open quoting fierce fashion eiko ishioka furtive doodles i’m back Eiko Ishioka My favorite yoga teacher used to say, “you’ve got to crack the chest wide open,” while we were doing chest opening poses in class. This rather violent saying was a call to relish the pose, the feeling and results. And of course to […]