A horse rides through the streets of Dallas. Soon he will be back on the range, dusting dirt off his jeans, but for now, he’s suspended in a painting on the 12th floor hotel wall.
I passed this cowboy on my way to the rooftop pool. He tipped his hat. At least I could have sworn he did.
The man pushing a pickle cart definitely tipped his hat. We were on Houston in New York’s lower east side. He was wheeling past, heading to Delancey and I was in 1899.
Every city has history and imaginary ghosts. What stories do the ghosts of your city tell?
I stood in front of the cowboy at the hotel. He would never have met the pickle man in New York City. I relate better to tenements than ranches, but both are far away from my life today. When we write about the past through the lens of a modern visitor, interesting things can happen in the mind and on the page.
Find a park bench in any town or city and visit it with your notebook. Notice the people passing by. Breathe. Don't feel like you have to do anything. All you need to do is sit for at least 5 minutes.
What did you feel and see in the "Lumi Sit"? Take a minute to write everything you saw and felt. As you write, imagine what secrets could be revealed from the mouths of the people who passed you by -- even the street’s ghosts.
Horse pose. Stand with your feet wide. Take a deep breath. Draw your navel in as you exhale, bend your knees and slowly sink down to a wide-legged squat. As you inhale, rise back up. Your hands can be on your hips or open up your arms and keep your elbows out so your arms look like a cactus.
Remember to sit, write and move each day to cultivate a Calm, Creative & Compassionate Life.