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How to Release Your Trapped Negative Emotions
The trapped emotions are nearly universal. They always create distortion in the energy field of the body. The negative emotions are completely invisible in the surface level. They can cause an incredibly wide variety of physical and mental problems.
By Jane Trucker5 years ago in Longevity
7 benefits why should you add microgreens to your diet?
Home greenhouses and micro-greenery gardens on the windowsill will not surprise anyone. The trend is growing or sprouting seeds for food consumption. The secret of popularity is that micro-greens in proper nutrition are delicious, healthy and inexpensive.
By Elena Sunshine Magazine5 years ago in Longevity
The Beginning
Hometown, a compound word. When I think of home I think of origin and town, place. I once walked through my origin without giving the place much thought, much value. As an adult I recognize that my hometown has shaped me into a person with compassion for others because of my circumstances I was always grateful and aware of the circumstances of people around me. In college the kids would go to my hometown to party but were warned be careful because its dangerous. In 2019 the crime rate in New Haven was 431. Which was 1.6 times higher than the national average. New Haven is the land of opportunity for some but a trap for others. Where a lump sum are born, often ill prepared for life, and unprepared for opportunities, so preparation never meets opportunity. Minds are trapped by what they see and never see, bodies are trapped by where they go and where they will never go. What a tourist might see, historic stone buildings, manicured lawns, and big black iron rod gates. From inside the window, students might see a campus full of possibilities while the kids peaking in those windows see limited possibilities. As an adult I question who are those gates keeping out and what are those gates keeping in. My mother was one of those students who was able to look out the window, but I was one of those students looking in. Leaving me with the understanding of what it is like growing up in a city where the main attraction is an ivy league and that being the brightest spot, well-lit streets away from closed minds that don’t get fed. What excites me about my hometown is holes I can crawl into and find phenomenal food. Wooster Street also known as Little Italy is where you can find the best pizza and Italian food. On Howe Street Mamoun’s is the middle eastern place where you can get the best falafel sandwich, with the spiciest homemade hot sauce that is so good but can only be consumed in small portions. The best feature is that they are open until the wee hours of the morning and they also serve hookah. This piece of home has kept home in my heart while studying in New York where one exists in Greenwich Village and I enjoyed tasting a piece of home in Atlanta where they recently opened a new location. My city made me. As a young child I couldn’t figure out how such a small uneventful place could be called a city. New York is a city, later realizing New York is like no other city. That New York is the city that never sleeps. As if a city is alive, wakes, and sleeps. That if you can make it in New York you can make it anywhere. In 2016, I made it in New York, living in Harlem, then Long Island. I am now prepared to live anywhere. My hometown has made me a traveler. Someone who wants to live many places and make them all home. Someone who wants to visit her hometown, but never live there. Someone who hears New Haven referenced in scenes of Law and Order, who feels slightly excited because of the memories made there and in New York. Someone who feels like an insider understanding the dynamics of New Haven while understanding its close proximity to New York and what that means for residents and travelers alike. Hometown, a place where I was born. A place that houses memories and familiar faces. The place where my journey started. Where my identity began to form. A place that shaped me, but no longer my home. That value diminished when I left my origin to chase my dreams to find a new place to call home.
By Nailah abdul-rahman5 years ago in Longevity
Exile in Atlanta
A year ago, had I wondered what the end of 2020 would be like, I certainly wouldn’t have imagined living in the heart of Atlanta. I’ve called this city home for as long as I can remember, but it’s always been a relationship of mutual passivity. The summer before college was the most time I’d spent in Downtown Atlanta, a commute made easier by my sister’s apartment being a stone’s throw from the Belt Line. Still, it wasn’t city-living so much as finding a space for myself halfway between work and home. In fact, that brief transitory lifestyle between high school student and college student was almost enough to discourage me from wanting to ever live downtown.
By Adam Hayes5 years ago in Longevity
Solo year of the Ox
I think it was the thundering drums that reached into my chest and grabbed my heart into Tibetan Buddhism decades ago. The prayers spoke to me before I knew what the words meant. A year after taking refuge with HH Karmapa, the head of the Karma Kagyu lineage, I was granted permission to play the drum for the nightly Mahakala ceremonies.
By Dakota Lane5 years ago in Longevity
Top 5 Workout Video Pet Peeves
I’m just 1 person who watches a lot of workout videos. After doing at-home workouts for years, there are some common things I notice in workout videos that get on my nerves. Here are my top 5 workout video pet peeves and how I learned to deal with each.
By Kate McDevitt5 years ago in Longevity
Starting My Fitness Journey
I’m just 1 person on my fitness journey. It began in 2018 when I was told I was pre-diabetic and should try to lose weight and eat better (i.e. no more eating an entire package of Oreos in one sitting). So I went from working out 0 times a week to working out a few times a week (my initial goal was 3 times a week). Now, I work out 7 times a week. Going from that kid who absolutely dreaded gym class in school (I usually got Ds in gym because I was almost always one of the last people to finish running a mile each Friday) to someone who looks forward to working out for at least 30 minutes every day definitely didn’t happen overnight.
By Kate McDevitt5 years ago in Longevity








