Reclaiming the Roots of Self-Care: A Conversation with Nneka M. Okona
Nneka M. Okona discusses her new book, SELF-CARE FOR GRIEF.
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Posts Tagged: Yoga
A Girl-Body Filled with Animals
There was nothing in the world I had ever needed to do quite like dance.
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Anger as Fuel: A Conversation with Dani Burlison
Dani Burlison discusses ALL OF ME: STORIES OF LOVE, ANGER, AND THE FEMALE BODY.
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Unclenching the Body: A Conversation with Jennifer Pastiloff
Jennifer Pastiloff discusses her first book, ON BEING HUMAN.
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The Rumpus Mini-Interview Project #163: Padma Venkatraman
“Stories have a power science doesn’t.”
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The Rumpus Mini-Interview Project #156: Steph Auteri
“I wanted my book to open up a conversation.”
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Forget yoga—hallucinogenic ayahuasca is the new health cure du jour. H.G. Wells’s BFF was editor of Nature. Also from Nature: Wave goodbye to the 10,000-hours rule. Neurofiction, or stories that read your brain. Accurate AI models of existence? Not until robots dance.
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The Rumpus Interview with Elizabeth Kadetsky
Elizabeth Kadetsky talks about her new novella On the Island at the Center of the Center of the World, writing about trauma and external forces, and coming to fiction from journalism.
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The Saturday Rumpus Interview: Jen Pastiloff
I am good at making people feel safe.
...morePracticing Yoga with Sylvia Plath
This is the Plath poem I relate the most to shavasana. You sink down, you bubble back up. The Duchess of Nothing in yoga pants. For Carrie Frye, yoga practice and Sylvia Plath are inherently tied. She explains why in a lovely essay over at The Awl.
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The Sunday Rumpus Essay: The Weightless Nomad
“We live in a moment where images fill our lives in more obvious ways than words. Every day we scroll through Tumblrs, memes and gifs, a parade of images as completely absorbing as it is mind numbing.”
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The Sunday Rumpus Essay: Ruptured
I think about that night a lot, how I knew the ambulance was coming for us. Call me Magic, if you want. I won’t object. Who doesn’t want to be called Magic? Was it magic or do we always know before we know?
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The Sunday Rumpus Essay: Ghost Lives
“Here’s what you do when that pile starts talking. You light a match. Light it all on fire and watch it burn with a combination of sadness and elation.”
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Shit Turd and The Purple Light
With this much self-awareness and meditation, residents such as myself tend to forget—or, rather, concentrate on forgetting—that Encinitas is also a half-marathon’s distance from the Marine Corps Base Camp Pendleton, which is roughly the size of Rhode Island.
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In the Wound Lies the Gift
At 13, I never hear anyone use the words “slut, whore, bitch,” until they are said to me, about me. Brain damage, in one area of my skull. Straight A’s in the other.
...moreThe Rumpus Interview with Jonathan Evison
“It’s difficult to forget yourself, to put your whole life on some back burner, and give yourself to your characters. But that’s what you’ve gotta do to get the job done.”
...moreThe Rumpus Interview With Neal Pollack
A year and a half ago, I started practicing yoga because I wasn’t feeling well. I could barely touch my toes and felt very self-conscious in yoga classes, but kept practicing because I started to feel better. I didn’t know why I was feeling better, so I went to the literature.
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