by lobsterbird | Jun 23, 2021
✨Enchanted Pine✨ “a pine tree called to me,” she told me as we tromped up the steep slope snow crunching beneath our feet. “i brought you this,” she told me as she handed me a tiny bit of bundled pine needles. “whose footsteps are...
by lobsterbird | Oct 25, 2015
lettuce dances. did you know that? i saw it today perform Swan Lake, its last song sung before it was flung into my burrito, a picnic in the wind. chairs also sing, performing improvisations as we sit static unsuspecting of anything more than a chance to rest. (our...
by lobsterbird | Sep 20, 2015
Most gulls don’t bother to learn more than the simplest facts of flight—how to get from shore to food and back again. For most gulls, it is not flying that matters, but eating. For this gull, though, it was not eating that mattered, but flight. More than anything...
by lobsterbird | Jan 2, 2013
The Event of a Thread — Day 6 “It is hard to be brave,” said Piglet, sniffing slightly, “when you’re only a Very Small Animal.” Rabbit, who had begun to write very busily, looked up and said: “It is because you are a very small...
by lobsterbird | Oct 12, 2012
: Sophie’s information integration system : there is a lot to process. the place that i am in includes both the physical landscape and my own body. a lot of things are different than i am used to. Koumaria is: warm and dry. the ground is hard and it is hard to release...
by lobsterbird | Jun 23, 2012
:: A Family Collaboration :: i have been thinking a lot lately about co-existence. this summer has brought a lot of odd changes to my life and apartment. once a solitary yoga haven where i could write, eat, and create in a void, it is now going to be occupied by a...
by lobsterbird | Jun 21, 2012
:: Fear Continues to Rage On :: so i did it again. i freaked out because i am afraid of things that aren’t going to hurt me. last night, i resolved to shower in the outside shower. our inside one is right next to my parents’ room and my mom goes to bed early. so...
by lobsterbird | Jun 21, 2012
:: Yoga/Suzuki Revelations :: we don’t have to be straight all the time! when i try to “be straight,” i find myself locking into a position rather than fluidly remaining upright. the key is to release into whatever pose or position i find myself in—straight, crooked,...
by lobsterbird | Jun 21, 2012
everybody is all a-flutter this morning. (except for Dad—he’s always just kind of swimming along.) that must be it. my parents raised me to be a Lobsterbird. my mother, lover of birds and flowers and that of the Earth. her energy, while always big, comes in huge...
by lobsterbird | Jun 20, 2012
this morning i did yoga outside in the 90 degree heat, bugs swirling all around, sweat profusely dripping off my body… it was glorious. i practiced for so long, zoning in on my breath, on my center, and moving so slowly that i could gauge where either of them were at...
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