[August 15th, 2015]
Ah, Saturday. You've finally arrived!
In Leaving Wooster news: the Anthropologie tables already made a swift exit this morning, and the blue dressers are about to make their way out of here too. Slowly but surely (and actually, a lot quicker than we anticipated, to tell you the truth), we've made new friends who are carrying our wonderful furniture down the stairs and out the door into the world. Whether animate or inanimate, we all need a bit of new life sometimes, no?
Speaking of new life and inspiration, we've got some readings to share.
The first one, from which the quote above is taken, is from The New Potato — a wonderful compilation of interviews and fun rantings that turn around the subject of food. Aviv found this article incredibly relevant to the New Yorker experience: a fail-proof approach to finding some sort of way to relax in this city of constant energy.
Click here, for the second one.
Written by Dr. Oliver Sacks, this op-ed article is a reflection of the Sabbath...or Saturday, or Samedi, or whatever you choose to call this long-awaited day of rest.
For me, it's incredibly important to share his piece of beautiful writing, which truly does breathe new life, despite the irony that this brilliant human-being is nearing the last days of his own.
So, friends, wishing a very happy 'day of rest' to you all! And to Dr. Sacks, wishing you a beautiful journey onward, and a very very good Sabbath.
As for us, we're off to get some Tui Na massages, per Morris' piece of advice #5. Which ones are you going to embrace?