gregory ormson
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YOGATECTURE: The Elegant Arc of Change
Originally published in Asana International Yoga Journal on October 2, 2017 Yoga empowers and brings seeds to fruition. From the mat up, yoga-tec-ture is the process of yoga. And the process of yoga is the work of personal transformation formed by the elegance and heritage of an ancient blueprint that molds bodies, minds, and spirits.…
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Team Flame Takes the Field for The Twin Bill
Today is publication day, and I am delighted to share that my essay, “Team Flame,” appears in Issue 24 of The Twin Bill. The Twin Bill is a literary quarterly devoted to baseball writing and art. Each year, the journal releases a special issue on the day of Major League Baseball’s All-Star Game, bringing together…
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Yoga Reset From the Inside
My latest article published in OM Yoga Magazine May 1, 2026 A yoga reset from the inside takes time. And when we stay long enough, the surface may may open-up, curl, or crack like birch bark drying in the sun. But eventually, resistance to self-discovery and tuning into self gives way, and what begins showing…
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Why Liturgist of the Land
A Single Work Completed Does anyone experience a single work completed? A work done so perfectly that nothing more needs to be added or taken away. In my recent lyric essay “Liturgist of the Land: A Single Work Completed,” the entire meditation turns on four actions. They form the simplest structure of labor I have…
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Why “Liturgist of the Land: A Single Work Completed” Matters
Dig.Dump.Bury.Cover. Sometimes a piece of writing begins with an image that won’t leave . . . with fish remains buried in a deep hole. In “Liturgist of the Land: A Single Work Completed,” It was simple and exact: a gravedigger finishing the work in a deliberate sequence: Dig. Dump. Bury. Cover. Nothing added for appearance,…
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“Liturgist of the Land: A Single Work Completed”
Originally published in Flash the Court, March 2026 Read the full essay at Flash the Court Liturgist of the Land: A Single Work Completed Look around. People are constantly checking their cell phones. Something must be left undone. A complete fucking incompleteness, a permanent, angst-driven scratch. Sisyphus whined, “In this rhythm, I am caught.”…
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Sandbags Saddlebags & Resilience
(Run to the Rez, San Carlos, AZ. 2025) Globe was still wet from the flood when bikers walked Broad Street to fill their poker run cards. Two weeks earlier, water had swallowed the town and pushed its way into storefronts, wrecking dreams and leaving behind mounds of debris — and ruined inventory. On Broad Street…
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Returning from There part iii
IT LIES . . . (Google Maps), telling me a trip from Arizona to central Wisconsin is 1800 miles and 26 hours by car. Truth is, it’s nearly 5 days Returning From There, moving from hot to cold and back to hot again. It takes a certain kind of sisu to drive that shit, a…
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The Pairings There part ii
My listening is attentive to voices talking story. Tales come from friends of many years in finely tuned narratives, arriving like rivers, landing in my head after a journey along banks that bend and rebound and then morph into chronicles of the heart. These chronicles of the heart grow from the pairings there and .…
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The Getting There part i
In the getting there, things happen on a trip to make it more interesting. A friend wrote about traveling through the Ozarks when his car’s engine repair light came on. The fix was expensive, but while waiting for a local garage to repair his car, he explored the area and ended up writing an interesting…