William Michaelian

Poems, Notes, and Drawings

Monkey See, Monkey Do

In addition to running, I walk once or twice a day. Sometimes, even then, I find myself almost running. Either way, I’ve been aware for months how the barefoot-and-huarache experience has changed the way I feel and move. After years of being tortured by shoes, walking and running is a joyful, pain-free activity that’s made it harder for me to sit for more than fifteen or twenty minutes at a time. It isn’t restlessness. I’ve never felt more calm. The body simply craves movement, and it feels freer and better the more movement it’s allowed. And so I run through the house, dodging antiques and bookshelves, or down the driveway to bring in the recycling bins — up the steps and down, wishing there were more, kneeling at odd times, bending my feet this way and that. I should probably install bars to swing from. Who knows — maybe that day will come. It wouldn’t be the first time I’ve made a monkey of myself.


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  1. A friend of mine once likened my need to be in motion to that of a gerbil. I’m still spinning in my wheel not really getting anywhere, but the body seems to be on its way out.

    Ooo-oo-ahh-ahhh-eeee… squeak!

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  2. Freedom of movement, the joy of liberating oneself from limitations. 🙂

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  3. Excellently observed musings

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  4. Lach, schau mal hinter dich, vielleicht hast du einen Schlüssel im Rücken, der geheimnisvoll gedreht wird und du dem Drang nach Bewegung nicht mehr entkommst…..kleiner Scherz….. ich finde das toll, du hältst deinen Kreislauf in Schwung, das gibt Körper und Geist sehr viel..
    Herzlichst, Edith

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  5. Da haben wir doch die Lösung, lächel…

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