Family History: Tai chi and Fear
“What makes us stiff,” my Tai chi teacher asked. He was looking at me, or, self-consciously, I thought he was looking at me. As a class, we were trying to learn the spin near the end of the short Yang form. It hadn’t been going well. “Fear,” he said, answering his own question. Besides feeling old and awkward, I was barefoot that day. Should have worn socks, I told myself, when I realized my feet were sticking to...
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