a choice. [almost] always. | via kateoplis
by simone shubuck for taylordecordoba
warm water | banks | thanks to streetsmarts
it’s too late to dance. it’s rarely too late to move. but this on repeat while choreographing a dance in my head for tomorrow morning. definitely. until then, good night.
that face. that smile. always bill. | via evachen212
posture + gaze. these two. | via beyonce
pendulum | pure bathing culture
here’s to the weekend side of friday. 90 degrees and rising. hello, summer!
for more, you can pick up their S/T EP through one of my father / daughter records. thanks to headunderwater
the movement of the skin gives an understanding of the asana. you must feel the extension of the limits of your skin. as i have said, the skin is the brain of the body, telling what is happening everywhere. the skin, like a mirror, reflects one’s mental state, whether tight, slack, flaccid, swollen, tremulous, or stuck. so watch the quality of the skin in your practice.
when you extend your skin, you are also extending your nerve endings. extending them opens them so that they can throw out their stored impurities. that is why i teach extension and expansion. the nerves release and relax. you feel as if you are extending the skin, the muscles, and even the bones of your body. practice asanas by creating space in the muscles and skin, so that the body fits into the asana. to do this, the whole body has to act. to extend the part, you must extend the whole.
if the stretch is even, throughout the body, there is no strain at all. this does not mean that there is no exertion. there is exertion, but this exertion is exhilarating. there is no wrong stress or strain. a state of elation is felt within. where there is strain, the practice of yoga is purely physical and leads toward imbalances and misjudgment. one feels weary and tired and gets irritated and disturbed. when one stops straining and the barin is passive, it becomes spiritual yoga. when you have extended to extreme, live in that asana, and experience joy of freedom in that asana. while stretching, you must always create space and extend from your center. compression is bondage, and expansion is freedom.
- b.k.s iyengar, light on life [emphasis mine]
… the early morning is my favorite time of day.
most of the world is still asleep and so it’s just you facing all this possibility, this quiet anticipation. and you come face to the face with the awesome truth that what you do with the possibility is entirely up to you.
- 12minds | original picture removed via flickr. [emphasis mine]
this is why i run ever morning. to move through the city as the birds call the sun and the sun calls the city and its people to wake up. goodness.
“i just came back from a commencement ceremony. an old student of mine just got his master’s degree in social work. he grew up in group homes and foster care. he was a handful back when i taught him, but we never gave up on him and he never gave up on himself. and now look at him. he’s already talking about getting his doctorate. seeing him up there in those robes— my mind is just filled up with images from today.”
- humansofnewyork | via yaurens [emphasis mine]
heart swells. to believe and to know that others believe in you. strength in numbers moves people - forward. we’re all human. generosity of spirit.
never stray [ by cito on the beat ] | rome fortune | via: rastheexhorte
oh this. from rome fortune’s new mixtape beautiful pimp. free download here.
thanks to thisisnotacomp
posture + gaze. kirsi pyrhonen by ben toms for undertheinfluence. | via decadediary
there was a built-in breakfast bar that overlooked the backyard. with stools. a place to eat that far enough away from the adults the main table and chairs without backs - well, that was something. special. those 3 seats or was it 4 represented sweet freedom. a graduation of sorts. a place to share stories + food while sitting with our little bums on top of our feet so we could see outside. that big blue rectangle called but our parents were quick to remind us no swimming for 30 minutes after eating. we learned how to tell time that summer. and dive, first from the top of the ladder and then the diving board. my goodness, those days.
vintage stacking stools from sweetgoodsnyc | via randyjhunt
for balancing tuesday. keep glittering over there, OK? | via competitive-world
