Dear Eric Adams (NYC Mayor), I was sitting on the subway and saw an ad for a City hotline that read “Safety is a Human Right.” It was discussing domestic violence and human trafficking. Apparently, safety is only a human right in these contexts because the City releases violent offenders back onto the streets everyContinue reading “Ideas for NYC: Open Letter #5”
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Golden Hour Departure
By: Gabriela Yareliz The golden hour was upon us. Gold rays peeking through the tall city buildings. The evening was beautiful. I saw a radiant pair crossing the street in the opposite direction as me, walking toward me. The tan and smiling man in the white knit short sleeve polo glanced over at her. SheContinue reading “Golden Hour Departure”
Observations from the Underground
This quote made me smile. You know what I have been craving? Sort of stepping away from a lot of the noise of programs and courses and just doing handstands against the wall. I just want a 40-minute Pilates session and a candle lit. I am also craving autumn. Or maybe, I have depleted myContinue reading “Observations from the Underground”
Mid-Week Update From AC
“An educated mind cannot be enslaved.” Candace Owens By: Gabriela Yareliz It’s one hundred and a gazillion degrees out. My train has AC, which is nice because my other trains this week felt like they were blowing hot air on us. I quite literally melted into my seat yesterday. This was after my employer shutContinue reading “Mid-Week Update From AC”
Noise, Despacito
“You need to build a mausoleum in your head with big iron doors so that nobody can get in there except you. You don’t let me in there, you don’t let June in there, you don’t let your manager in there, you don’t let the record company people in there. You have to decide forContinue reading “Noise, Despacito”
—But What is Your Dream?
By: Gabriela Yareliz It was a summer night, and the sun was still shining in the Upper West Side. I was impressed by how bright it was and how tired I felt. I had been looped into a late evening meeting at work and told I could take a car home (which I was gratefulContinue reading “—But What is Your Dream?”
A Middlemarch Summer
By: Gabriela Yareliz There she was on the train, staring into her copy of Middlemarch by George Eliot. I like Middlemarch. I even read my favorite New Yorker writer’s book that pulls themes from it, Rebecca Mead’s My Life in Middlemarch. Virginia Woolf (one of my all time favorites) said that Middlemarch is “one ofContinue reading “A Middlemarch Summer”
Ideas for NYC: Open Letter #4
Dear Eric Adams (NYC Mayor), We need to discuss the bridges and tunnels. Let’s start with the bridges. The Macy’s Firework Show on July 4th utilized the Brooklyn Bridge nicely. The best part of the show was the American flag waterfalling off of the Brooklyn Bridge. The projections on the Brooklyn Bridge were fun andContinue reading “Ideas for NYC: Open Letter #4”
The Emergence of Joy
“Happiness requires that you find meaning – and meaning comes from suffering.” Arthur Brooks By: Gabriela Yareliz SamySam on Instagram has an infectious energy I admire. He stands there and hollers his signature, “Life is goooooood,” and then, does a little dance. I just want to bottle that energy up and keep it in myContinue reading “The Emergence of Joy”
Views from the Train Seat
By: Gabriela Yareliz Another day, another set of observations from the train and curiosities. A bald tattooed man is deep in his book. He feels the need to read while leaning, full body, into the aisle. He makes faces while he reads like he is performing for us. Like a mime Reading Rainbow. The airContinue reading “Views from the Train Seat”
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