by Havi Brooks | Oct 11, 2010 | my personal practice
Five nights a week for two years. Every evening at five past seven. Of course it also happened the other two nights of the week, except that I wasn’t there. Those were her nights. Five past seven was when Marcello the Romanian went home to walk his dog. A sea...
by Havi Brooks | Jun 14, 2010 | stuff I think about
Hiro wrote this beautiful, captivating piece last week called Tsunamis in the House of Wholeness. And while I was reading, something began tugging at my sleeve of my memory. At first a vague pulling sensation. Resistance. Where? There. She said December. She said the...
by Havi Brooks | Jun 8, 2010 | my personal practice
Whenever I mention that there will be optional Old Turkish Lady yoga at one of my events, people invariably want to know what the hell. The funniest, most delightful variation on that question came from a lovely reader who identified herself as someone who was an old...
by Havi Brooks | Jan 28, 2010 | stuff I think about
Selma and I are away in Monterey teaching our Destuckification Retreat, so this post is one I actually wrote several days ago. Correction. It has occurred to me more than once — actually, about twice a week — that I have done something of an injustice to...
by Havi Brooks | May 20, 2009 | stuff I think about
Pre-post disclaimer about my tongue: it is spending some time in my cheek today. So I tried to make a list of one hundred things I want to do before I die. Because I read about it in a book that I absolutely love. I’ve read it three times. And — like with...
