“Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.”
Matsuo Basho
Endless Forage
We start out lost, we learn the landscape, we build a home; out there and in here. We forage endlessly in fields of light for that approach that buzzes and envelopes and transports.
Dance of Deficit
No thing miss takes.
Not the paintings on the walls,
Dominating me
Not the restless sleep down the hall,
Mocking me
Nor the missing you
Here with me
No time unfolds imperfectly.
When the last song ends
on the same note as weightless legs landing,
The ground refuses
Torrential hope hardens
Heaviness pursues
That open wound:
A dance of deficit that becomes the next song.
Crudo
Our new Crudo Tours welcome you with the essential ingredients for connection and enjoyment while allowing you the flexibility to explore, relax more, and to customize an experience to your curiosities and travel dreams. Crudo Tours are not for everyone. They are cured with the more independent traveler in mind. If you are ready to dive directly into the local flow of Italian living and value freedom to explore on your own, Crudo is the real way for you.
Retreat
When summer comes and we are still?
Retreat, rewire, restore, rejoice
The spring skies surprise, provide
We reckon. What is.
Water over-irrigates wants
Wind overflows needs
What stood stands to question
Density deconstructed
Ask the babes, the bombarding green
Born clean and born now:
What do you come here for?
Rejoice, restore, rewire, retreat
Not The Birds
Down, hear where we are
Faces of what we face, forgetting
light, buoyant, instruments
of the oxygen gods
Light in the Garden of Movement
I love the uncomfortable place I am in. I love the mystery of not knowing how I’ll get to the next pose. I love that I could choose to neglect the garden of movement but that I choose to inhabit the uncomfortable mystery of watering seeds, flexing with the weeds, and waiting to see what wonders flourish. I love the sounds of nearby gardeners working on their own mysteries. Their movement nourishes my own. Their occasional glances over at my garden scatter sunlight on my pursuit.
Let Your Love Curve
So the vital organ forgoes friction for freedom
A new arrangement attunes-
It plays and soars abroad
On the still curve of the night
A muscle at large is meter chasing rhyme
No rest and no contraction
Just pure expansion for keeping tempo
with a fugitive song bound to peak and fade
Savor + Stretch: A Food and Yoga Adventure in Southern Italy
This Yoga Adventure is not your typical yoga retreat. Be prepared to eat, drink, and indulge while stretching your senses along the Adriatic Coast. Daily yoga and meditation sessions with @angellairwin are on the menu. Sweet communion with fellow travelers is unavoidable. Connecting with the art of enjoyment in Puglia is the centerpiece pose - our main mode of transportation.
The Weight of Flight
When there is nostalgia for touching
anything at all
There is coming down for prayer
and wishing you were here
To kneel before this
The one question, the next verse