Charlie Engle sweats. His drips from the crest of his forehead as he puts one foot in front of the other. A body in motion. His legs pump up and down. Arms swing side to side. Charlie’s systematic chaos, but focuses on what’s around him. Here and now and that makes conscious enjoyment possible. Charlie endures this movement for hours. A form of freedom.
Charlie is an ultra runner. An ultra, anything over 26.2 miles, is for anyone daring enough to go that far. His body in motion, stays in motion. His orange and blue sneakers tackle tough terrain. Now…
Cotton candy clouds look sleepy. I’m up before my alarm. The sun peeks above the horizon on Camps Bay and light casts a shadow over Twelve Apostles. I stand on Victoria Road in my sports bra and spandex pants. Waves crash on the rocks. No one else is up.
I hold onto a metal fence and swing my legs. It’s a fence that separates the Atlantic Ocean from the sidewalk. My hips loosen up. They say stretching your body is important. I pull my knee up and hamstrings toward my chest. It’s the hottest morning in weeks. My face…
Shatter my ego
So you don’t have to visit your loved ones behind glass anymore
Hurt my feelings
So your brothers and sisters
Don’t face violence in the street
Tax my emotions
So you don’t pay the price
For American wealth
Built on your labor
Sit in my discomfort
As I resist defensive responses
So I can sink beneath these reactions
And name these dynamics
To fight for your advantage
Unshield me from my whiteness
So I can stand beside you
And help remake a world
With your privilege and your protection
These prompts aren’t to black folk
These prompts are to me
It’s my responsibility
To become aware of the barriers you face
And the pretenses that blind me
So that when we do face
I see them
And see you
Restlessness turned towards steady breathing. His teenage drama retreated to the dark. High above the layer of clay loam, the kind of soil that’s good for wheat crops in particular, sixteen-year-old Ken Ilgunas went to sleep.
Ilgunas found himself in a nearby suburban development. An unusual place to receive a call for the wild, but he stood before a blonde bundle of fat and fur. The grizzly grazed on his neighbor’s lawn to broke his mid day meal. The bear sprung onto thick muscles of its hind legs and inspected Ilgunas scrawny frame from head-to-toe.
This crouching animal was a…
Does progress look linear? Does it move upward? Maybe you just look up.
That’s like most Americans who consider progress to evolve like time. Time or progress as a bigger digit or longer duration of something. That means you’re moving forward.
In 2002, Alison Levine was 270 feet from the summit of Mount Everest. She spent more than two months on the mountain. She had already climbed from base camp to camp one, back down to base camp to camp two, only to go back to base camp then up to camp three and back down to base camp. …
Truth always rests with the minority … because the minority is generally formed by those who really have an opinion, while the strength of a majority is illusory, formed by the gangs who have no opinion.”
My coworker, Mikovhe asked me this question after I visited a textile factory on Wednesday. We talked about the predominantly black workers, upset about their wages and the response from fair skinned owners we just met. Some workers received a 13 cent increase from last year while other employees had worked in the factory for over 20 years. They had nothing but a jacket…
“Time is now currency: it is not passed but spent.”
It’s something that I don’t think about, and simultaneously do. It explicitly organizes my life through my calendar’s daily schedule and by the less glaring visual on the right hand corner of my laptop screen. I’m reminded of it every time I unlock my iPhone or glance down on my wrist, and it plagues my mind while I’m in class and hear the rhythmic hum of an analog clock. …
“We live as deeply lonely individuals, primed to believe life is about acquiring the unnecessary products we see in advertising, left to scream at each other through screens to mask how distressed we feel.”- Johann Hari
In 2017, the World Health Organization reported the global population reached 7.6 billion and declared depression as the leading cause of disability worldwide. Depression increased by 18% between 2005 and 2015 and now afflicts over 300 million people. Over 72% of Americans reported having felt a regular sense of loneliness, and 3 in 10 people feel lonely at least once a week.
Writer/editor/certified mindfulness teacher. Still running. @DukeUniversity alum.