the christmas dance...a true story
At Christmas time she plays reggae music instead of Christmas carols… When you ask her why, she just smiles and gets that faraway look in her »
At Christmas time she plays reggae music instead of Christmas carols… When you ask her why, she just smiles and gets that faraway look in her »
There I lay, wide awake at 4:18 am on a Sunday morning in Brooklyn, New York. It was my only day off and I had »
We were on our way to church one night for yet another predictable and disappointing church service. We were members of Brooklyn’s most popular interdenominational »
the child... One icy winter afternoon, when it was too miserable to go outdoors, I snuck up the stairs to the attic of our old house »
You talk about breathing and walking as the cure for many things... I would like to share this with you. My 1st somatic therapy was Thai »