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  • In “The Body That Remembers,” a father confronts pain, lineage, and limits as yoga becomes a discipline of return. What begins as an attempt to fix a failing back opens into a reckoning with inheritance carried in fascia, breath, and memory. Across encounters with his son, histories of labor, and the refining heat of tapas,…

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  • The Old-Style Place: keeping what refuses to be known quickly

    I go to this cabin, not looking for a wizard, but to unmask and absorb what I was taught. I am grateful, and I am surfeit in the company of a crackling fireplace. At night, I sit quietly and listen to reinforce the balance of my soul. Recalibration begins when I build a fire in…

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  •   Tom Waits and A Hat Full of Rain In the turning gyre of Midwestern rain and storms, life fired a curiosity that drove me to take the path of wonder in simple things, like delicate rain. Walking in the rain, I hear a child, and like the grass, she is in the moment. She…

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