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Category: Notes on Life

Line Break: ‘Home’ by Warsan Shire

no one leaves home unless home is the mouth of a shark you only run for the border when you see the whole city running as well your neighbors running faster than you breath bloody in their throats the boy you went to school with who kissed you dizzy behind the old tin factory is holding a gun bigger than his body you only leave home when home won’t let you stay.

Goin’ Camping…

Tomorrow morning Joe and I leave on a week-long mission to camp with friends in B.C., next to Lake Mahood at Well’s Gray Provincial Park. I’ve never been there, but the park’s site describes it as “a spectacular, pure wilderness area.” We’ll be camping four nights total, with two nights at my brother and his fiance’s home in Vancouver en route and back. This trip has been in the works for months. Everyone’s coordinated through a group facebook thread that has gotten increasingly more active in the last couple weeks as… Read more Goin’ Camping…

The Only Shortcut

Last night in yoga class, while we were holding a somewhat challenging pose, the teacher said something I’d never heard before: “The only shortcut in yoga is deep breathing.” Deep breathing, she said, can make tough poses feel like they go a bit quicker. Of course later I thought about how this relates to life, in particular to my life regarding the emotional terrain I grapple with around my mom, her health issues and our complex relationship. Oh, how I would love, love (give anything for) a shortcut.