'This time, stand up even quicker', he tells me. This young golden-face teaching me to surf. He's bronze dandelion fluff on a board. Okay; stand up faster. Got it.
For the past five and a half decades, 'standing up quicker', I've lived in my feet. Finely articulate, sensate structures, reading the yoga mat, or the dance floor. Agile, responsive. On steady, stable ground, that is.
Except. Now, said ground is moving.Read More