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Mr. Trilby

Posted in Uncategorized on August 27, 2007 by Amy Corrigan Flynn


(I amended this entry after receiving helpful feedback from friends on the matter I had written about.)

Without having to travel to another planet or galaxy, I discovered that chilvalry is indeed alive and well (at least in Brooklyn, NY).

Tonight, a man tipped his trilby as he passed by me in the bookstore aisle. It was quite unexpected and I probably blushed. He was coming away from the poetry section as I was sitting in the A-H New Age section attempting to read my palm (incidently, palm reading is not as difficult as I thought it would be, though I still can’t report back on how long I’ll live, how many ducks I’ll own, or how much love I have to give). To the casual observer, I must have appeared a bit deranged as I stared intently at my palm with my hand one inch away from my eyes; it’s difficult to see the lines in the palm of the hand under florescent lighting. So, perhaps Mr. Trilby felt obliged to salute the mentally ill when he passed by me. Either way, it was an unexpectedly nice experience.



True Courage

Posted in Uncategorized on August 12, 2007 by Amy Corrigan Flynn


Absolute vunerability is the only true courage.

from Peaceful Warrior.
Happy Birthday, Rich : )


Posted in Uncategorized on July 10, 2007 by Amy Corrigan Flynn

Study of a Girl’s Head, Thomas Eakins

“Beauty is no material thing.

Beauty cannot be copied.

Beauty is the sensation of pleasure on the mind of the seer.

No thing is beautiful. But all things await the sensitive and imaginative mind that may be aroused to pleasurable emotion at the sight of them. This is beauty.

The art student that should be, and is so rare, is the one whose life is spent in the love and the culture of his personal sensations, the cherishing of his emotions, never undervaluing them, the pleasure of exclaiming them to others, and an eager search for their clearest expression. He never studies drawing because it will come in useful later when he is an artist. he has not time for that. He is an artist in the beginning and is busy finding the lines and forms to express the pleasures and emotions with which nature has already charged him.”

from The Art Spirit, Robert Henri


Posted in Uncategorized on June 9, 2007 by Amy Corrigan Flynn

I thought that I had some humility until I stumbled upon a refugees-on-a-boat-style yoga class. The enormous room with high ceilings got filled to capacity …and then some.
And then some more….Until we were literally an inch apart from one another.
I pouted for a minute. And then I got in touch with my higher self – the one who shows up unexpectedly and whenever I seem to need an attitude adjustment.
My irritation was completely justified.
But if I stayed in that justification – I wouldn’t have stretched beyond the mat.
And I wouldn’t have experienced the true sense of community I experienced that night during yoga class. Cultivating humility and being one of many was actually really healing.

So I’m learning to be less possessive of “my” space (if is there such a thing) – it feels good.
I feel lighter and my heart is more open.

Posted in Uncategorized on February 14, 2007 by Amy Corrigan Flynn



Posted in Uncategorized on February 10, 2007 by Amy Corrigan Flynn


“Without relationship, there is no existence: to be is to be related…. Most of us do not seem to realize this—that the world is my relationship with others, whether one or many. My problem is that of relationship. What I am, that I project, and obviously, if I do not understand myself, the whole of relationship is one of confusion in ever-widening circles. So, relationship becomes of extraordinary importance, not with the so-called mass, the crowd, but in the world of my family and friends, however small that may be—my relationship with my wife, my children, my neighbor. In a world of vast organizations, vast mobilizations of people, mass movements, we are afraid to act on a small scale; we are afraid to be little people clearing up our own patch. We say to ourselves, “What can I personally do? I must join a mass movement in order to reform.” On the contrary, real revolution takes place not through mass movements but through the inward revaluation of relationship—that alone is real reformation, a radical, continuous revolution. We are afraid to begin on a small scale. Because the problem is so vast, we think we must meet it with large numbers of people, with a great organization, with mass movements. Surely, we must begin to tackle the problem on a small scale, and the small scale is the “me” and the “you.” When I understand myself, I understand you, and out of that understanding comes love. Love is the missing factor; there is a lack of affection, of warmth in relationship; and because we lack that love, that tenderness, that generosity, that mercy in relationship, we escape into mass action which produces further confusion, further misery. We fill our hearts with blueprints for world reform and do not look to that one resolving factor which is love.”

“Being Related” – The Book of Life
From the teachings of J. Krishnamurti

January 10, 1947

Posted in Uncategorized on January 10, 2007 by Amy Corrigan Flynn


My grandmother was 38 when she had my Mom.
She was the baby in the family.

Today my mother would be 60 years old.
I thought about how we may have celebrated her birthday if she were here.
What would she be like as a 60 year-old woman?

Even though she’s a part of me, there’s this vastness – a void – that exists in her absence.
On days like today, I wonder about how life would be if she were still alive. And of course, I miss her.

– amy

P.S.: I was 16 when the above photo was taken of my mother. My Mom went through a phase and began signing all of her correspondence “Namaste, Evelyn/Mom”. She also meditated regularly, burned incense, wore beads from the Far East, and had tons of crystals lying about. Namaste means “I salute the Divine in you”. Entitling this blog Namaste is sort of a tribute to my mother. To me, it’s a beautiful word.