There are roughly three New Yorks. There is, first, the New York of the man or...– E.B. White, Here is New York
One Art by Elizabeth Bishop
brokenbits: The art of losing isn’t hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster. Lose something every day. Accept the fluster of lost door keys, the hour badly spent. The art of losing isn’t hard to master. Then practice losing farther, losing faster: places, and names, and where it was you meant to travel. None of these will bring...
What you are looking for is what is looking.– St. Francis of Assisi
Today was my first yoga class in more than half a year. I used to go to the ones they had in my old gym, NYSC. I did that for like two years and so I felt it was time to take my yoga experience to the next level. That meant looking and joining a real yoga studio. After trying about half a dozen around New York I decided on the New York Sivananda Yoga Vedanta Center. Their yoga style, Hatha is...
tien: I’m not sure what took me so long, but I just started a del.icio.us page to keep track of internet articles I have read or, better, of what I am saving to read. From my Firefox window, I can create a link and tag the article after I’ve navigated to it. I’m so glad this exists. It does, indeed, taste delicious. What did take you so long? We have been waiting for you. ;)
I added some songs, again concentrating on a select group of (my favorite) Fania artists. “Salsa is not just about music; it’s a lifestyle full of passionate grooves and exotic twists. Whenever someone plays or dances to salsa a little bit of magic takes place.” (via About: Fania)
Come to the edge
Come to the edge. We might fall. Come to the edge. It’s too high! COME TO THE EDGE! So they came and he pushed and they flew.—Christopher Logue