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Tag Archives: yoga
PERFECTION, or WHAT IS HARD
Last weekend, at the First Descents Climb-a-Thon, our belayer was, quite unexpectedly, a 14-year-old boy. When the day began, I formed a climbing group with another cancer survivor, her brother and his girlfriend. I liked them immediately. There was a … Continue reading
Posted in fellow fighters, First Descents, yoga
Tagged climbing, First Descents, perfection, pincha mayurasana, struggle, yoga
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flat as a pancake
Hard truth: even after weathering a cancer diagnosis, treatment and recovery – after achieving the kind of semi-permanent euphoria that comes with embracing life after almost dying – it’s possible to find yourself drained, beat-down and discouraged. Nay, depressed. It’s … Continue reading
Posted in adoption, Baseball, Life After Cancer, Work
Tagged adoption, car seat, chemo, daffodils, existential angst, gardening, intestinal virus, invincible, Opening Day, pack and play, pancake, pansies, Phillies, professional life, PTSD, steam-roller, toilet-bowl, Work, yoga
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over my head: a yoga/cancer miracle
Today’s extraordinary lesson was about coincidence, unspoken connections, the unexpected and letting go. And all of that before 7 AM. Since January, I have been attending a weekly 6 AM core-strengthening yoga class. It’s been revelatory. It’s helped my running; … Continue reading
Posted in fellow fighters, Life After Cancer, yoga
Tagged ballsiness, banana, bowel movement, Coach Joe, coffee, contact lenses, ego, Facebook, headstand, inversion, over-sleeping, rain, self-consciousness, substitute teacher, survivors, Twitter, unspoken connection, yoga
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endurance
For months on end, this was the safest place to excavate so much of my life after cancer – the struggles, the triumphs. The strange ambiguity of living after almost dying. But there are so many enormous things happening now … Continue reading
Posted in adoption, Life After Cancer
Tagged Crowded House, cruelty, earthquake, endurance, garden, heartbreak, horror, injustice, Japan, loss, self-absorption, tsunami, yoga
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gut feeling
The dead of winter has officially arrived. If it’s not snowing, it’s raining, sleeting and freezing. Roads and sidewalks in our wooded suburban enclave have grown treacherous. Today, though bitter cold, was at least dry, so a few hours ago, … Continue reading
Posted in Life After Cancer, running
Tagged abdomen, Coach Joe, core, half-marathon, running, snow, soreness, struggle, sweat, winter, yoga
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shine on
When my husband and I moved into the house we have been renting for the last three and a half years, our heads promptly filled with visions of the happy life we would live here, even the family we would … Continue reading
Posted in cancer, Family, music, running
Tagged anxiety, back deck, Ben Franklin Bridge, blizzard, cancer, comfort, Cooper River Park, freakout, gardening, guardian angel, Iva, music, New Jersey, Pink Floyd, Planet Cancer, Queens, real estate, Shine on You Crazy Diamond, snow, yoga
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