I went to a yoga class today and at the part of class where we say namaste I caught myself saying Amen. I blame it on the teacher’s voice which was low and poetically inclined. And when he spoke at the end I started spacing out a little and what I heard in my head […]
Tag: yoga
No matter how big or how small
Several weeks ago (idk how long but it was snowing out) late on a Sunday night I decided to take a train to a bus to get home. I hadn’t taken that particular route home before so I ended up waiting at a bus stop on a strange, dark corner of Brooklyn in the snow […]
Anne Foster 