When I was four, my parents packed me and my two brothers into our pale yellow Chevy Impala station wagon and drove from Massachusetts to Mexico City for my father’s sabbatical year. Throughout those months we ventured to different towns and villages, each of which specialized in at least one distinctive craft, many of which my parents admired enough to buy. … Continue reading
I’ve written dozens of posts about my experiences with the Feldenkrais Method (yes, there are more to come). It’s gratifying when readers share that my blog has motivated them to either take a Feldenkrais class for the first time or return to it after a hiatus. With the many opportunities and distractions of modern life, we might need a nudge … Continue reading
Can potatoes be sexy? Can sex be potato-ey? And what does either have to do with moving slowly in a Feldenkrais lesson? First, can you recall a potato dish that made you swoon, salivate or succumb? Maybe potatoes mashed with butter until creamy, drizzled with truffle oil and dotted with beluga caviar. Or perfectly prepared french fries, thinly cut, … Continue reading
Last weekend I attended a workshop at the Embodied Life School in Sebastopol, CA, in Marin County. It’s a 75 minute drive from San Francisco, the location of my Feldenkrais training program, far enough that I needed to rent a car, yet close enough that I couldn’t justify getting a room for the night. Marin, with its rolling hills and farmland that … Continue reading
The map that is the unfolding self is not exactly leading anywhere. The arrow that says YOU ARE HERE is your first coordinate. – Jeanette Winterson I love maps, the paper kind that you can hold in your hand, that fold and unfold, revealing the layout of a place and how neighborhoods connect. Despite many declutterings, I’ve kept most … Continue reading
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