Author Archives: roadside yogi

It’s been two months; I think it is time that I dance into a submission about what’s been moving around. So much! And nothing! In this ever-present slow dance memorial that refuses to pass on to the next reincarnation, I’m slinking along. Attempting to spruce up ‘my look’ but, sometimes, I drag my feet. I’veContinue reading “earthquakes”

Someone said to me recently: Oh, so you’re an English as a second language teacher now, but your second language is actually love? The snark slowly, heavily dripped from each syllable. The burn of that statement ate away at the deepest of my connective tissues. Melting away the fabrication of (the old) me. It’s notContinue reading “quotable”

I want to believe I’m over this greif.  The year that was brimming with excited fullness that then got wrung tight.  Expunged down the drain, hiding in some dark network of unknowable origins or end use.  And if we’re to calendarize, still far from over.   … so much death, unnecessary and necessary destruction, plans thatContinue reading “still sweating”

I’ve been off the grid, yet fully connected.  Solitude surrounded by big institutions and millions of peoples.   Fresh air and suffocating city heat.  Silence, yet, I can’t stop talking to myself.   Pen to paper/finger tips to key board hasn’t been so easy as of late.  There has been so much static fuzz to allContinue reading “radio silence”

Someone recently said to me, “What happens when you’re the one everyone looks to for strength. And there is no one there to hold you up?” I didn’t answer. I can make up excuses as to why I couldn’t deliver, but I’m certain that part of my inability to offer comforting platitudes was because IContinue reading “inner strength”

What’s that? With everything that is happening, has happened… routines have been bombed. Leveled. World War-style, there is nothing left but a crater the size of Alaska with us peering down and thinking/saying: ‘Am I supposed to….???’ Crawl down? Stare into the expansiveness of this empty hole? Explore this new topography? Of the many learningsContinue reading “routine? what’s that, again?”

My voice has action. My action takes on a new voice. More voices make louder actions. Louder actions make change. And damn, we are in need of some changes. Let your thoughts become words and those words become ACTION TO VOTE The Roadside Yogi, reworking a wise Buddha proverb We’ve been busy protesting and pushingContinue reading “not sweeping, but voting”

I’ve been thinking about my bum shoulders a lot as I prepare for a summer of COVID.  And guess what, they aren’t even giving me too much trouble this week.  Not an entertaining topic you say?  Well, suckers.  It’s only going to get more full-bodied from here on down… Beach season! Bikinis = AHHHHHHHHHH.  NightmaresContinue reading “summer bod goes to rehab”

But this sense that we are accompanied. That there is some great mystery to it all; and it may be a divine being and it may be the laws of physics … I don’t really care. I’m fascinated by all the ways we work with that question. There is a sense of being accompanied whateverContinue reading “music”