i can see God in everything but i can't feel It, i told my spiritual director. i can look at anything and be like that's God, that's God, that's God, but when it comes to my body feelings i'm like i can't deal with this. when i met my yoga teacher i knew i was…Read more
i don't know people who don't do yoga shouldn't teach it, i said. you do yoga, Amanda said. i do? i wondered inside or maybe out loud. yoga has 8 limbs, she said. it was probably the nicest thing she could have said to me, i told my therapist. i mean it was healing. it's true…Read more
the mind is like the wind and the body like the sand, Amy's teacher said. if you want to know how the wind is blowing you can look at the sand. i watch myself move around my apartment cleaning in the dream of my mom's anger, my friend's judgment.
my therapist was going on a yoga retreat in costa rica. is Felicia running it? i asked her. no but i wish she was, she said. how was it? i asked when she got back. it was wonderful, she said. you didn't see Felicia there, i said. no but i looked for her, she said.…Read more
this lady stopped me when i was walking back from the kingsley. oooh you've got freckles like i do, she said. they look like cookies so people call me Cookie see? melanin cookies, i remembered.
i pray a lot, i told my spiritual director. but when i do the picture of God in my mind is always the one they showed me in sunday school. i don't see anything wrong with that, she said. the antiracist people say it's bad, i told my therapist. it's a symbol, she said. it's…Read more
i'm tired, i said to my parking lot friend. oh you need something to eat jeannie? she said real fast. no just tired, i said. oh i thought you said you were starving, she said. no, i said. would you ever admit it if you were? she said.