Archive for April, 2007

Two New Books: My Beginners Guides to Freedom?

I am lucky.

Today Tim e-mails me at work to say I have surprise waiting for me at home. I half expect some yummy dark chocolate or my favorite guilty pleasure, Coke Zero (I know).

My surprises are better than chocolate and diet soda (which actually go very well together, I’m embarassed to admit). No, Tim has two things which will last longer than a fleeting bite of bittersweet chocolate: books!

Tim knows that part of my freedom dream involves writing, and he found two books on the subject at one of our local used bookshops (how lucky are we to have more than one?!):

Writing for Journalists by Wynford Hicks

and

Troublesome Words by Bill Bryson

The first is a practical guide on writing news, features, and reviews.

Troublesome Words is a dictionary of confusing words and concepts in the English language. Here’s one:

decimate. Literally the word means to reduce by a tenth (from the ancient practice of punishing the mutinous or cowardly by killing every tenth man). By extension it may be used to describe the inflicting of heavy damage, but it should never be used to denote annihilation, as in this memorably excruciating sentence cited by Fowler: ‘Dick, hotly pursued by the scalp-hunter, turned in his saddle, fired and literally decimated his opponent’. Equally to be avoided are context in which the word’s use is clearly inconsistent with its literal meaning, as in ‘Frost decimated an estimated 80 per cent of the crops’.

No entry on “dethaw”, though, which is my favorite blunder:

“Can you dethaw some beans from the freezer?”

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What’s the first thing you think of when you see this symbol?

My e-mail to mountfuji.co.uk

Message from me sent to mountfuji.co.uk:

Message:
Hi! I just wanted to let you know that the order I placed last Sunday arrived on time yesterday. I’m really pleased with the service and was especially happy to see that you use recycled newspaper and boxes for your packaging. I will definitely add a link to you on my website… thanks again for the amazing service.

Mountfuji.co.uk’s response to me:

Dear Ms. Shaw

Thank you for your kind message. That made our day.
Also we are pleased to hear that you liked us using recycled news paper and boxes. We were not sure if our customers like the looks of used news paper…but we hope all our customers do not mind using recycled papers. Good thing about this is that our office neighbours are dropping their news papers and used boxes off for us to use for packing!

Thank you again for your mail. I will let our neighbours (who drops news papers off to us) know!

Yours sincerely,
Yoko

Here’s my link to mountfuji.co.uk, the online Japanese food shop! My order enabled me to have yummy sushi for lunch today, with pickled ginger and everything. Happiness!

Wendy Tremayne and Mikey Sklar: Green Pioneer Nerds

Living free is largely about making things that enrich our lives: yummy dinners, written works, paintings, compost, vegetables, music, babies (not sure about that one). It would be a bonus to live in a “free” community of people who are also into making stuff.

Wendy Tremayne is doing both: she founded Swap-O-Rama-Rama, “a clothing swap and series of do-it-yourself workshops in which a community explores creative reuse through the recycling of used clothing.” She’s also working with Mikey Sklar to create “Green Acre”, a lodging spot for geeks in Truth or Consequences, New Mexico.

A snip from Wendy’s website:

In March of 06 my partner Mikey and I moved from New York City to Truth or Consequences NM to join a pioneering spirit that was emerging in a small western town. In September of 2006 we purchased an RV park and mineral hot spring in the downtown hot water district to convert into an off grid hotel, venue and hot spring gathering place. Our goal is to build with as much re-use as possible, carefully considering our carbon footprint along the way. When finished, it is our intention to offer workshops, entertainment, yoga and a variety of cultural events at our on site venue. Like a Sufi Khankah, we are building a place where home, spirit and community come together in a harmonious whole.

Check out this internet video interview with the couple, who have a cute cat and are using recycled shipping containers to build lodging facilities. Neat, huh?

“Our bond was making things together” - isn’t that touching?

via Craftzine

Gym-less Fitness: Yoga at the Bishopsgate Institute

A little background: I discovered yoga last year in Austin at my gym’s “hatha fusion” yoga class. For one hour, three mornings per week, I stretched, balanced, occasionally fell over, relaxed, lengthened my spine, twisted my body, breathed, and cleared my head of all the nasties.

My move to London put a stop to these regenerative mornings, so as soon as I got a job, I began beginner’s Ashtanga at Yoga Home, taught by an insanely bendy person named Alex Thomas. This being London, yoga classes are way too expensive to attend more than once a week. But I have a great deal to learn, and a semi-regular dose of professional instruction is critical to my progress and motivation.

My strategy is to attend a yoga class once per week, and then practice the routine on my own in the flat before I go to work in the mornings.

Back to the present: Today was Day 1 of Level 2 “Ashtanga Style” yoga at the Bishopsgate Institute. The class meets for 50-minutes, once per week, for 12 weeks, and costs £69.

I arrived to class early and had a chance to talk to the instructor, Marina, who informed me that “Ashtanga Style” means we will use Ashtanga postures but will not follow the strict order of the Primary Series.

Of the twelve students, I am one of only two new students. I’m happy to hear people like the class enough to keep going back, but a bit intimidated by being the lone stranger in a group of friends. This feeling is silly, of course, because social pressure simply doesn’t exist in a yoga class if the students are serious about their practice.

In my previous Ashtanga course, we jumped right into the sun salutes and the primary series. In Marina’s class, we first warm up on the mat. This suits my creaky joins very well, and made the subsequent Surya Namaskura A a much more fluid and comfortable exercise. Also, the sound of other students’ breathing helps me concentrate on my own breath.

We spent most of the class in introductions and paperwork, so the practice itself was short. But I felt invigorated afterwards. Marina assures me that we’ll “kick it up” next class. I look forward to it.

Key take-aways for my home practice:

  • Take some time on the mat before I start my practice to relax and prepare myself for the task at hand; there’s no rush
  • Pay more attention to my breathing; perhaps I can use that pre-practice mat time to really “connect with the breath”, as they say
  • Warm up on the yoga mat: lay on the mat, hug the knees and rock back and forth; practice the “cat pose”.
  • Take Savasana more seriously; again, there’s no rush
  • Remember: it’s better to perform 5 minutes of quality, intentional yoga than 60 minutes of semi-distracted scattered yoga. There’s no rush! Pay attention to the moment; focus on the task at hand.

The secret of health for both mind and body is not to mourn for the past, nor to worry about the future, but to live the present moment wisely and earnestly.
– Buddha

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Man cuts off his own penis in London restaurant

Everyone was screaming and running out as he jumped on a table, dropped his trousers and popped his penis out. Then he cut it off. I couldn’t believe it.

via The Guardian

What does plastic have to do with living free?

Tom Hodgkinson puts it into words better than I do in this piece in the Guardian:

More rubbish means more work. Less waste means less wasted time and, therefore, more time for the important things in life, like sitting around in the sun with a bottle of wine and a few friends.

Take your household rubbish. Dealing with it requires an an enormous amount of work. There is the work involved in filling the black bin bag and lugging it outside. There is the work for the dustmen in collecting the black bin bags and taking them to a big tip somewhere.

Then there is the cost of transporting the rubbish to some hideous toxic wasteland where it will sit poisoning the earth. All wasted effort, since all rubbish is unnecessary.

And where does most of this rubbish come from? Plastic. Plastic bags, plastic milk cartons, plastic wrap, plastic containers for everything!

Read on.

Plastic Free in 2007

Living Plastic Free in 2007 is one woman’s chronicle of her 2007 new year’s resolution to go for a year without consuming products that contain plastic. “EnviroWoman” knew very little about plastic before starting the blog, so her stories have certain learning-as-she-goes kind of approach. Very down to Earth.

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Brussels: Frites Nasty!

Iron molecule on steroids

Tim and I went to Brussels over the weekend for two days and one night of non-stop good times, barring one mayo-ridden cone of frites. Otherwise, it was a wonderful weekend of excess in all departments: walking, photography, comic art, and of course, delicious beer. The monks really know their shit.

Link to my Flickr photo set.

Traditional belgiun frites

Squish!

Monica + Belgium Beer + Sun + Sunglasses = Happy

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I quit the gym!

But I still kick ass.

What if I had dropped this on my head...

I’ve been a regular at the gym since August 2002. In the beginning, my goal was simple: work off all the Mexican food and beer I was consuming as a math grad student in Austin, Texas. But over the years, my objectives gradually changed. I wanted more than to negate my indulgent eating and drinking habits; I wanted to be strong and healthy. As my goals changed, so did my diet; I began to eat to support my exercise, rather than the other way around. I developed a particular liking for weightlifting. And then I started running.

Running changed everything. I revelled in its multifaceted pleasures: oxygen, the outdoors, running with people at a 5k race, running alone with an NPR podcast, a cold smoothie after a long run, the burning sun on an Austin summer day.

Early last year my ankle started giving me trouble and no amount of rest or physical therapy has succeeded in eliminating the dull pain I experience every time I run. In the absence of running, I rely on the gym’s weights and cardio machines to maintain my level of fitness. But lately, the gym frustrates more than invigorates. I’ve lost sight of my goals. It’s as if I use the gym to manage a phobia of reverting back to the soft and squishy math dork who couldn’t run a mile without breaking for a Tecate halfway.

But these days, I don’t want to simply burn beer calories; I want to enjoy the journey. That’s why running is so glorious: the mind is invigorated along with the body. The feet connect with the grass (or asphalt, or gravel), the eyes absorb the passing scenery (rather than a TV screen), the nose takes in the fresh air (or not so fresh if you’re running in London). Running feels like freedom. The gym feels like a scam.

So last week, when I discovered that my gym membership is 3-months delinquent, I took the opportunity to get out. So far, I miss my workout buddy, and I miss the action of lifting weights, an activity I found somewhat meditative in the amount of concentration it required. But I think I’ve found my goal: to maintain my fitness holistically. That is, to transition exercise from something I do at a gym to something that emerges naturally from my other life choices. In effect, the goal is to stop exercising altogether, but instead to be active in my day to day life.

I don’t need the gym to achieve personal health and fitness. So what do I need? Stay tuned for strategy.

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