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About paulefallon

Greetings reader. I am a writer, architect, cyclist and father from Cambridge, MA. My primary blog, theawkwardpose.com is an archive of all my published writing. The title refers to a sequence of three yoga positions that increase focus and build strength by shifting the body’s center of gravity. The objective is balance without stability. My writing addresses opposing tension in our world, and my attempt to find balance through understanding that opposition. During 2015-2106 I am cycling through all 48 mainland United States and asking the question "How will we live tomorrow?" That journey is chronicled in a dedicated blog, www.howwillwelivetomorrw.com, that includes personal writing related to my adventure as well as others' responses to my question. Thank you for visiting.

Le Grand Continental-Boston…in the Rear View Mirror

Three times this weekend I stood on a blue circle in Copley Square and danced for thirty minutes with 111 other Bostonians in Le Grand Continental.  It was an incredible experience in dance and community. Like many other peak experiences, … Continue reading

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Another Dancer’s Story from Le Grand Continental

Thanks to all the people who responded to my article in The Boston Globe and shared their own stories of neophyte dancers with dreams of ballet and Broadway.  One of the most inspiring was from Lill, whom I featured in … Continue reading

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Learn to Love Something By Doing It

This essay was originally published in The Arts Fuse, May 11, 2014. When I auditioned to be a member of the Le Grand Continental-Boston (LGC), Celebrity Series choreographed street dance of local citizens, I expected to meet people beyond my … Continue reading

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12-Step Program to Turn an Angry Young Man into a Pollyanna

Forty years ago, while discussing the inequities of our world at a deep night college party – ranting is the more accurate verb – my friend peered over his beer and shook his head. “You are one angry young man.” … Continue reading

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In the Zone

I went into the studio Sunday noon and laid my mat in a favorite place beneath the skylight tight to the front mirror. I like the way the rays highlight my poses. All the better still if the sun steaming … Continue reading

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Singing and Riding in the Rain

One of the hidden pleasures of being a cyclist is singing as I ride.  True, it’s possible to sing in my car, but the sound comes back at me instead of adding to the vibration of the universe.  I can … Continue reading

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Shoulders and Plow

I am obedient by nature. I follow the yoga teacher’s instructions and execute every pose.  Sometimes I lag, since I flow slower than many, but I sequence through and catch up in downward dog. Teacher’s give permission for variation when … Continue reading

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Foot Chakras

In honor of Earth Day our yoga instructor Maureen led a class that emphasized our connection to the earth.  We began in Toe Squat Pose. Toe Squat is a yin pose, and like most yin poses, it looks easy but … Continue reading

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8 Movie Scenes that Shaped my Life

Mary Poppins – 1964 Jane and Michael Banks leave their house with Bert and Mary. Michael slithers around the column in the front of their house.  That image is the genesis of my fascination with the intersection of architecture and … Continue reading

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Chelsea Handler and the Nonagenarian Nun

Twice a year I drive out to Albany for lunch. It’s not an efficient trip. I drive three hours each way along the Mass Pike to spend two, maybe three, hours with my ninety-two year old aunt. Aunt Fran is … Continue reading

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