C.M. Rivers

"I only borrowed this dust." ~ Stanley Kunitz

Journal

  • A Path Into Yoga: Part Three

    A Path Into Yoga: Part Three

    Western medicine couldn’t heal my body. This realization – and my acceptance of it – slowly sunk into my bones. A couple of months after my last cortisone injection, I tried a “medical yoga” class, a synthesis of restorative yoga and physical therapy intended for injured people, taught by a nurse from the local hospital.… Read more

  • A Path Into Yoga: Part Two

    A Path Into Yoga: Part Two

    Chefs aren’t known for having an abundance of spare time, but for a few years I devoted most of mine to creating a fantasy world (literally) and writing a young adult story set in that world. I’ve long nursed the dream of publishing a novel, to legitimize my lifelong habit of needing acceptance from others… Read more

  • A Path Into Yoga: Part One

    A Path Into Yoga: Part One

    The ego-mind lives in fear of so much that cannot be avoided or controlled: change, failure, loss, weakness, judgment, shame, pain, and death. My ego-mind, for instance, does not want you to know that I have a son who I was never there for, because my life was a mess, and I was a mess.… Read more

  • Look No Further

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  • Stanley Kunitz’s Poem “The Layers”

    The Layers By Stanley Kunitz I have walked through many lives, some of them my own, and I am not who I was, though some principle of being abides, from which I struggle not to stray. When I look behind, as I am compelled to look before I can gather strength to proceed on my… Read more

  • Carl Sandburg’s Poem”Wilderness”

    “Wilderness” by Carl Sandburg There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go. There… Read more