“Why were you so angry?” the man asked. “I don’t understand your level of anger.” He had been a middle-aged blonde and tanned resident of Belmont, MA, an upper middle class town. My College Pro Painters crew had worked on his sprawling older home in the summer of 1987, between my sophomore and junior years … Continue reading
Over the summer I went to a reading and discussion at a Boston area bookstore. One of the writers made a point of remarking that the event’s host had prepared drinks for the assembled. Drinks! The writer lavished much praise upon the impromptu bartender and the free alcohol. I’m sure he wanted to acknowledge the … Continue reading
Tennis was never my thing. A creepy camp teacher who was more interested in copping a feel than showing me how to serve turned me off the sport. While I do not follow tennis, I do follow controversies to help me put my finger on the pulse of the moment. It was hard to avoid … Continue reading
When I began walking on the same trails in the same woods, I wanted to see if I could transform my addiction to novelty-seeking by cultivating pleasure in one place. To return to a familiar patch of ground felt like a constraint in a Feldenkrais Awareness Through Movement lesson, where the strategic use of limitations … Continue reading
I recently received an e-mail from a medical doctor. He’d been doing a set of recorded Feldenkrais lessons for years at home and now wanted to improve certain functions. He knew himself well enough to be specific in his request. Could I assist him? He offered to pay a consulting fee, which I accepted. I am … Continue reading
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