Village Life:  In LA or Flint, tai chi yields gifts of challenge, elation, peace
Apr01

Village Life: In LA or Flint, tai chi yields gifts of challenge, elation, peace

By Teddy Robertson “Breathe from the diaphragm,” says Beverly, my tai chi instructor. “Clear your mind; try to go slowly,” she reminds us before we begin. We never go slowly enough. We stand in two rows in a large room, the dining hall in a senior center. Some wear the thin-soled martial arts slippers that help in tai chi’s turns and kicks, glides and slides. Through its floor-to-ceiling windows a hummingbird jabs at the orange and...

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Village Life:  A tale of two signs on the “Eastside” of Flint
Jan09

Village Life: A tale of two signs on the “Eastside” of Flint

By Gary Fisher They’re just metal street signs. Been there for years, decades, a very long time, after all. There they are perched at the top of a standard street sign pole. Nothing to see here, folks. Or maybe there is. Well at least for me there is. That’s because sometimes street signs aren’t just street signs. Sometimes they are so much more. Those two signs were the literal and figurative signposts of not only my life, but also...

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Village Life:  85 tubas and a corny sing-a-long one secret to holiday cheer
Dec17

Village Life: 85 tubas and a corny sing-a-long one secret to holiday cheer

By Jan Worth-Nelson Let’s face it–you can’t not smile when singing “Jingle Bells” with 85 tubas as your back-up group. I love Tuba Christmas, in all its kitschy Baby Jesus/Virgin Mary/Hark the Heralds/Deck the Halls tradition, staged every mid-December in the atrium of the Flint Farmers’ Market.  The gaudy brass of the sensually fat horns reflects all the other colors around it.   The booming bass...

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Village Life:  Of elusive joy, lamentations and “wanton love”
Nov26

Village Life: Of elusive joy, lamentations and “wanton love”

By Jan Worth-Nelson   Sometimes you have to fight for joy. At a recent East Village Magazine party at my house, wine flowed and four kinds of pasta from Flour and Eggs, comfort food extraordinaire, disappeared in thick hunks from trays on the big table, two extra leaves put in for the occasion.  I’d put up some colored lights and we toasted to neighborliness and the power of words.  It was a happy night. But as we jovially...

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Village Life:  Why I use medical cannabis
Aug01

Village Life: Why I use medical cannabis

By Ted Nelson I thought I was losing my mind.  Two sleepless nights in a row had left me exhausted, depressed, and mentally discombobulated.  I was having dinner at my Los Angeles apartment with my youngest son, sharing my distress. A month earlier, I had been diagnosed with an enlarged prostate after complaining of regularly having to get up at night to pee.  My doctor prescribed Flomax.  Two weeks on Flomax and my nighttime runs to...

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Village Life:  Why I moved to Flint
Jun29

Village Life: Why I moved to Flint

    By Ted Nelson My first experience of Flint was Bishop International Airport.  I still wonder about the “International” part.  Could it be that Flint itself is another country? Perhaps there are secret flights here in the dark of night — aliens sneaking in from all over the world to benefit from the city’s abundance of jobs, services, and amenities.  Who knows? I, however, was on a mission of another kind. I was at Bishop...

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