“…….(on)Writing: shitty first drafts. Butt in chair. Just do it. You own everything that happened to you. You are going to feel like hell if you never write the stuff that is tugging on the sleeves in your heart–your stories, visions, memories, songs: your truth, your version of things, in your voice. That is really all you have to offer us, and it’s why you were born Annie Lamott I’ve…
Tag: <span>creative non-fiction</span>
JULY 2007, KRIPALU CENTER FOR YOGA & HEALTH, Lenox, MA I was sitting in the back left corner of the Main Hall where they stored the blankets and backjacks. Its the spiritual-gua in ‘feng-shui-speak’, and I was self-soothing with my harp, Angelina. It was a safe spot where I knew I could recover from the day’s stress. I had gotten reamed out by a 6’2” incredibly handsome Native American…
Well, I’m back and it was an over-the-top fabulous week and worth the wait. As usual, my well gets filled at Kripalu. I am grateful. Kripalu is a different place these days and I miss the community feeling that was created by the ashram lifestyle. Volunteers vs Employees creates a totally different environment. Thus, to me, today, it feels like any other 5-star holistic center….ie Omega, Esalen, The Open…
It’s been a while since I’ve blogged anything, but, I have been writing…. a lot. Last December I took a 4-session workshop on Writing Memoir, and in January I began to audit a local college course on Creative Non-Fiction. It felt so good to have a pen in my hand again. I’d forgotten how the kinesthetic experience of scribbling words on paper could be so immensely satisfying., especially with the…
I got to watch a bridge being built. That isn’t something that happens around here very often. However, the day I signed the contract for my new home the old bridge that got me there was torn down. How’s that for a metaphor?!?! It took a year to move in……….a year to go the long way around to get to what is “just over there”. I had to constantly travel…