What strikes me is the fact that in our society, art has become something which is only related to objects, and not to individuals, or to life. - Michel Foucault
sometimes it's art the way you speak when silence moves aside for you we smile and weep
sometimes it's art the things you dream when fear gives way to vision And it's art... the way your life moves through mine and through theirs and it's art the way your feet walk and your heels talk as the dogs bark and the radio shouts and your heart sings the blues.
Check Out My New Place
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It’s time to better integrate my mindfulness site and my blog. I hope
you’ll visit my new Squarespace site at www.attentional-fitness.com. That’s
a lot of ...
The Ongoing Opportunity of Aging
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The sandy beach is the ultimate barefoot experience. Once the sun is high
the sand is exquisitely hot. You dance over it to the water's edge, where
the...
The rhythm of life
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Photo credit: Akuppa John Wigham./ Flickr Creative Commons Yesterday I
taught my final exam class for yoga teacher training. I've been working on
it pret...
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