Practice | August 18, Finding the Axis Mundi by the Hudson River, at Sunset

I am finding my axis mundi by the Hudson River, at sunset.
space-time coordinates: 19:22 UTC, 40.77699, -73.99132

 

practice | August 13: Finding the Axis Mundi on the High Line

Threading space and time with my body: this is the essence of my somatic practice.

On August 13 my geospatial coordinates at sunset were 40.75417, -74.0057. My body prayer was interacting with the sun geometry.

Practice site and excerpts from my walk, whose length was approximately 5.75 miles

divorce brutality & healing | Central Park, Walking in the Ramble

Walking has become a metaphor for my life these days —besides providing healing while I am trying to keep my sanity struggling with the divorce brutality. 

During my morning walk in Central Park I kept getting lost in familiar grounds, the Ramble, where I have been walking probably almost hundreds time, in any season.
But I have finally, found sunlight to orient and guide me in the darkness. Quite a metaphor...

memoir | "I Take You As Awful Husband"

Slip of tongue or Freudian slip ? It was definitely a prediction, when repeating after the Boston judge, I said "awful" instead of "lawful".

Very sadly, with profound pain, I remember that day and what came after: humiliations, bullying, financial control, greed, narcissism, coupled with shunning from his family whose greed had manipulated him for all his life . And in the past year the discovery that honesty, the only positive value which I believe belonged to him. was gone.

I have very little good memories of this relationship, which are overwhelmed now by his last coward act, putting our daughter's well being in the hand of a greedy divorce attorney whose only interest is to make as much profit as possible from our pain.

And somehow I feel sorry for him; even if dangerous, he is ultimately a coward, desperately looking for attention.

Looking onwards and upwards.