Back when I was a wee high schooler, and when Soft Skull Press has a brick and mortar, I picked up a small poetry chapbook at random and immediately became enamored. I always loved reading, but poetry, I thought, this would be my thing. Continue reading musculus
For the past three months, I had a mental block in my weightlifting. About a year ago, I hurt my shoulder working on cleans. I was new to the movement, but trusted my strength. At the encouragement of a coach, I decided to go heavier, not taking a moment to consider whether or not my technique would match my strength. I got through my workout, but not without considerable pain: I’d been doing the movement, but not properly, and my body paid for it. Continue reading Metcons and Meditation
2017 was quite the infamous year. Especially politically. Especially in the US.
I remember that I rang in the New Year somewhat anxiously, at home, barely staying awake late enough to see midnight roll around. For the past few years, I’ve found it hard to get excited for the new year and, honestly, prefer to wake up the next day well-rested instead of well-celebrated. Continue reading Bye Bye 2017
Yesterday, I was walking back from the grocery store when the porteiro called me over — a package had arrived. When I walked into his office to sign for it, there was another woman there, chit-chatting and watching the world go by. He mentioned to her that I wasn’t from Rio which, of course, led into a short conversation about where I was from and, the question I hate most, “Está gostando do Brasil?” Continue reading Flipping Over the Stone
For the past few years, I’ve done a tarot reading as a meditation and ritual to prepare for the new year. I truly enjoy the idea that by looking for meaning in symbols, I can identify with themes, struggles, and hopes for the year to come. Often, halfway through the year, I’ll look back at my reading and see if anything still resonates or if a different meaning pops into mind. Continue reading 2018 Reading
The past two weeks have gone by so quickly. The holidays are approaching, or looming, whichever you prefer. Continue reading Sabbatical #4 & #5: Ilha Grande
For better or worse, I’ve definitely found a routine now. In the mornings, I do some yoga, brew some coffee, write, and study reiki. I sound like I’m on a retreat, though I suppose I set myself up for that. I still keep waking up before 6am, but at least I feel rested after doing so. Well, 90% of the time I do. Continue reading Sabbatical: Week 3
My second week on sabbatical feels like it went by super fast, and also incredibly slowly. This week it also hit me that a lot of my self-esteem comes from work. Without it, I have these moments of just sitting on the couch all mopey like, “Now what?” On the flip side, I also have all these little projects that I started, so I see I’m trying to fill my day up with “other” work — which is cool, but also something I’d like to avoid a bit because having time to do nothing is just so rare. Continue reading Sabbatical: Week 2
Yesterday, it occurred to me that part of the reason why I’m always so tired is because I try to maintain a lot of hobbies outside of work. Most people, I think, would tell themselves, “Hey, there’s only 24 hours in a day. You’re not going to get to do everything you want.” Whereas my response tends towards waking up before dawn and trying to cram as much as possible into each hour, which, of course, is extremely sustainable. Continue reading Sabbatical: Week 1
Finally checked off a visit to Beco do Batman in São Paulo.
In all of my travels, I somehow managed to avoid going so far east that I never needed to stop in the United Arab Emirates. (Which is probably the opposite of what every Australian traveller has ever experienced, ever.) So, understandably, I was both intrigued and a bit nervous when I booked my flight for ICANN60, set in Abu Dhabi. Continue reading Abu Dhabi
I’ve been going to a coach for about two weeks now. Since starting crossfit this past year, it’s been something I’ve thought about quite a bit.
I’ve always felt pretty comfortable programming for myself, something I attribute in large part to my yoga teacher training. If I know which part of the body I want to work and strengthen, I find it easy (enough) to pinpoint the movements that will help get me there. Continue reading Coaches and PRs