Marylee Fairbanks
Letter From A Bully
Dianne sat next to me in second grade. Her last name started with a G but I can’t remember it. She never looked you in the eye, rarely...
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MARYLEE G. FAIRBANKS
Marylee wrote for Boston & L.A Yoga Magazine, Gaiam Yoga, The Elephant Journal & Life As A Human. These are a few of her pieces that were originally published with these magazines as well as some recent news.
Marylee Fairbanks
The Princess Of Garbage Day
I am cleaning out my basement. I clutch my box of Hefty Ultra-flex Garbage Bags, inhale the musty aroma and repeat the mantra – it’s good...
Marylee Fairbanks
In The Midst of Gorillas
“The king's name is Gukubita. It means ‘beat’. But don't worry, he beats his chest not his visitors." Our guide Eugene winks, adjusts the...
Marylee Fairbanks
American Mom
I’m a normal American Mom. I drop my son at school, hurry to yoga class, swap kids stories with the bank teller, and destroy the Earth. I...
Marylee Fairbanks
I Hate Handstands
“I hate this shirt.” My son takes the grey polo shirt, rolls it up in a ball and drops it. “What do you mean you hate it? It’s a...
Marylee Fairbanks
The Subtle Indignities of Silly Daddy
It’s been a tough week here at our house. I had my ACL surgery on Thursday and have been on crutches since. My son came down with the...
Marylee Fairbanks
Where Sleigh Bells Ring
I lie in my driveway and wave my arms and legs. Harry, my 11 month old border collie, jumps on top of me, mouth open, tongue hanging out,...
Marylee Fairbanks
Squishy Things
My son hates bedtime. I was the same as a child. I recall lying with my head under the blankets, blood chilled, the hair on the back of...
Marylee Fairbanks
Vishuddhas Song
Imagine a room that teems with Grandfather clocks: some are narrow with intricate designs; others are wide and impose themselves. Each is...
Marylee Fairbanks
Unfurled
It is easy to let go of 2020. We felt confined and constrained this year and people faced immeasurable loss. It’s natural to want to put...
Marylee Fairbanks
An Improvised Adventure
"Hey Mama, look! That roller coaster is running after us!" I lift my head off the black leather headrest and open my eyes. He is...
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