A gentle mist is falling as Kevin Patrick Corrigan
leans into his guitar and starts strumming.
Kevin’s a member of the Astoria-centric band Begorrah.
He’s sitting in his galley kitchen, by the window with the faded shamrock decal, as the day goes grey.
Here, by the snow-white stove and refrigerator, Kevin rehearses and records his CDs.
Kevin recording in his kitchen.
He does most of his writing in the room across the hall, whose only significant furnishing is a sofa, or in…
At the present moment, Dave Santander is sitting on a bench outside a café sipping herbal tea.
Dave is working on his master’s degree.
He’s reflecting on his life.
All 30 years of it.
It’s more full than his cup of tea: He’s a college
student, commuting to class in Connecticut three times a week, and he’s working
a bunch of jobs to pay the rent and the tuition to fuel his ambition.
Dave grew up in Harriman, New York.
If you’ve taken a Chinese yoga class, stepped…
As the morning sunlight streams in through the windows, Manaslu Gurung places a plump pillow in the center of the floor.
Manaslu is from Nepal.
As she sits on it, crossed-legged, she positions a brass bowl in front of
her. She closes her eyes.
The room – and her thoughts – disappear.
In 20 to 30 minutes, she will emerge from her reverie, calm and collected
and ready to start the rest of her routine.
“Meditation sets an intention for the day,” she says. “It really makes…