I’m Rob Nunnery. I live with Crohn’s disease and a colostomy. I also play professional pickleball and write about what it’s like to build a life around a body that doesn’t always cooperate. This newsletter is where I process what’s hard, what’s working, and what I’m learning. On the court, in recovery, and in building Ostowear. Just lived-through reflection from someone figuring it out in public.
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Dance anyway
Published 3 days ago • 1 min read
Hello Reader, This morning’s story was about a monk named Pema who danced every day after work at the monastery. Rain or shine. Old monks frowned. Said it was a distraction from prayer. But Pema smiled and said, “My dance is my prayer… I connect with the universe and experience joy and peace.” It's a reminder that presence doesn’t always come through stillness or silence or a seated, cross-legged pose. It can be movement. It can be sweat. Sometimes it’s a clean forehand flick. Even though...
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