CRAB LEGS 🦀 & CHATURANGAS 🧘🏽: THE PEARL blog
YOU DON’T LIVE ON THE INTERNET
On the drive home, which was only 10 minutes long, a Tracy Chapman song came on the radio and I started to cry. It was a good cry. One of those release cries. What was I even crying about?! I don't even know. Exercise just has a way of breaking you open.
RESTORE/RE-SNORE
Last Tuesday evening, around 8:45, I woke myself with a giant snort. I had fallen into such a deep yogic sleep that I was momentarily discombobulated and completely surprised to find myself laying on the floor of the studio, supported by bolsters and covered in blankets, lavender eye pillow sliding off of my face.
… We’LL GIVE YOU THE WORLD
I arrived yesterday at the 1010 Wins studio in Manhattan confident that we had a good chance at beating out four other small businesses for a prize of $10,000. We are the first Pilates Reformer studio in the Bronx, after all! With a focus on community and inclusivity, and offerings like senior classes, kids’ classes, the borough’s only weekly perinatal class, and even a free bilingual Community Class, I thought we might have this in the bag. That is, until, I saw the list of other finalists…
PLAY + JOY + ICE CREAM SATURDAYS 🍦
As adults, we often carry the weight of responsibilities and expectations, which can overwhelm us. By tapping into the playful and carefree spirit of our inner child, we can find moments of joy and lightness even amidst life's challenges.
👐 JAZZ HANDS 👐
I think dance is the epitome of health and life. It’s the purest form of communication, I believe, and the purest form of expression. Because anyone can do it - you don't need another person to see you, you don't need music, you don't need words, you just need yourself and your breath and your body, whatever that is for you.
WitH A LITTLE HELP FROM MY FRIENDS 🫶
Grab your life jackets and a bottle of champagne, because we've officially set sail – The Pearl is open for business! It's been quite the journey to get here. Here’s how we navigated the sometimes turbulent waters of opening a small brick-and-mortar start-up and emerged victorious on the shores of City Island.
HOSPITAL NAVIGATOR TO HOLISTIC HEALER
Kitchen work is alchemy work. It is the sacred place in your home where you can program your food to nourish and work for you. If we are not aware, the same can also happen in reverse; the kitchen can be a place that feeds us sickness and disease.
You’re never too old to become the fittest version of yourself
Technical climbing always fascinated me but seemed daunting and beyond the scope of my physical & mental capabilities. Nevertheless, I signed up for their belay certification course and was immediately hooked.
WHY THE PEARL? ⚪️
My grandmother was the human embodiment of grace, dignity, elegance, and strength. She told me as a child that if you cry too much your heart will get soggy and you’ll die. I loved her ferocity and stoicism in the face of adversity, especially so because it was perfectly coupled with true kindness and humility.
Everything I know, I learned FROM HKD
HKD was way more than a justifiable reason to bare our midriffs; it was a force for good. I swear! With every performance ticket sold, we raised funds for charity, leaving a lasting impact on our community while tearing up the dance floor.
HOORAY FOR SPRINGTIME! ... time to GET 👏 IT 👏 TOGETHER 👏
Just as Mother Nature sheds her dirty old parka and bursts forth with vibrant color (Florals? For Spring? Groundbreaking.), so too do we shed the limitations of the past and embrace the endless possibilities of the present.
THE WORLD IS YOUR OYSTER…
The world is your oyster… aaaaaannd your membership at The Pearl is it’s pearl 😜
IS THIS CRINGE? 😬
“Cringe” is not just about pointing out the awkward à la Jerry Seinfeld; it's a way to navigate authenticity in a world saturated with curated online personas.
Crab Legs & ChaturangaS 🦀
The familiar black and yellow signs beckoned. “BASE CAMP” they read, pointing to the giant parking lot of Seafood City. I saw the familiar Haddads movie trucks peeking over the fence, the honeywagon in the corner, its sly bathroom doors reading Desi and Lucy.
No Grit, No Pearl, or, an Ode to the Celebrity Mole
“WHAT DO WE THINK ABOUT HER MOLE?”
My Midlife Love Affair with Movement
Hello Movement, My Old Friend