Armpit (aka Axilla)

I (heart) body odor

7:55 am commuting to work during rush hour. Jump onto the A train. There’s a coveted corner seat – yay! I nestle my foot through one strap of my backpack (for security) and put it on the floor behind my legs so that I can meditate. I close my eyes. I inhale. I exhale. As…

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Shy?

I’ve known Tina for years: we often practice side by side at the venerable Brooklyn Yoga School.  I noticed her pretty ear rings and fierce yoga practice, as I’ve noticed many of our other regular classmates, but never spoken a word as I am rather shy. In exploring how to deepen my own meditation practice,…