This morning I was doing balancing yoga flow. With each single leg hold, the teacher reminded us to find our drishti – to stare at a distant point to help keep balance. It occurred to me this morning it hit me, a drishti is a bit like goal setting in life.
Happy July. I just finished reading Atomic Habits by James Clear which is about the small, incremental steps we can take to make, or break, habits. Part of his strategy is to sit down at set times in the year and evaluate his progress on the the habits or goals he set out for the year. Well it is Monday July 1st, halfway through the year. Could the timing be more perfect?
A dialogue heavy scene between a mother and daughter. What do you think there relationship is like?
I was eager to read The Song of Achilles because I enjoyed Madeline Miller’s second book Circe so much. Achilles is a retelling the myth of Achilles and the battle for Troy. Unfortunately it didn't hit the mark the way Circe did. Still Achilles is a pleasurable read, well-pace with familiar figures and legends brought to life for a modern reader.
I was talking to a friend about the ebb and flow of relationships, particularly mother-daughter relationships. Changes in personality and preferences. Conflicts between cultural expectations. That conversation inspired me to write this piece.
Circe is a cross between a classic story of self-discovery and Greek myth fan fiction. I mean that in the best way possible. Author Madeline Miller takes the mythology of a less celebrated deity Circe, relative to heavy hitters like Zeus or Athena and crafts a rich story of an overlooked woman coming into her own both personally and metaphysically. Throughout, Miller weaves in well-known Greek figures and stories, flipping the perspective from male to female to explore alternative interpretation and motives of these secondary figures, all while staying true to the tone and style of these ancient myths. I didn’t think I would like it, but I did.
She was in the living room, sitting in the sunken green armchair watching basketball, sandwich on her lap. Melted Parmesan and warmed prosciutto between two slices of fresh ciabatta bread. Just as she liked it, my mother. I was coming down the stairs. She turned to face me. “Are you enjoying yourself?” I asked. She … Continue reading A moment
Photography always interested me, but I was deterred by the technical side. Recently Instagram inspired me to give it another try. So I started taking my camera with me. Here are a few early photos on my photography journey. I'll hope you'll take a look and share any feedback you can offer.
Integrity is the uncompromising uprightness to stick to one's moral beliefs. Or is it? In his essay on integrity, Stephen Batchelor a former monk redefines integrity as a more nuanced and malleable trait. His essay really got me thinking. Here I break down his definition and add some thoughts of my own.
Occasionally I treat myself to a coffee at one of the four cafes in my neighborhood. These excursions aren’t simply about coffee though a strong brew is essential. They are trips to different worlds, different social experiences.