May
20
We’ve become so separate from each other, and from nature. No wonder the world is in the state it’s in.
Move to Fit
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May
16
Ouch. My truth hurts.
May
12
This is my problem. Now I’m off to Wanderlust.
May
7
Kimi spearfishes and free dives with a great white shark. One of the many reasons I love Patagonia.
Wisdom and Muay Thai
May
3
Nudity Provides Health Benefits for Your Body and Brain - ImmortalLife.net
Self-actualization proponent Abraham Maslow believed “Nudism… is itself a kind of therapy.” Health benefits of social nudity include stress reduction, satiation of curiosity about the human body, reduction of porn addiction, a sense of full-body integration and developing a wholesome attitude about the opposite gender.
7 Traits of Magical People.
Really appreciating this, as I’m in the middle of a Harry Potter book.
May
1
From my mentor.
Apr
30
![“The Secret of joy in work is contained in one word: excellence. To know how to do something well is to enjoy it” Pearl S. Buck
[Yvon Chouinard, founder of Patagonia shown]](http://24.media.tumblr.com/70de092ff76a639de366fe692e3f11ed/tumblr_mm3bh44JZ31qazlflo1_400.jpg)
“The Secret of joy in work is contained in one word: excellence. To know how to do something well is to enjoy it” Pearl S. Buck
[Yvon Chouinard, founder of Patagonia shown]
Apr
29
here is a tribe in Africa where the birth date of a child is counted not from when they were born, nor from when they are conceived but from the day that the child was a thought in its mother’s mind. And when a woman decides that she will have a child, she goes off and sits under a tree, by herself, and she listens until she can hear the song of the child that wants to come. And after she’s heard the song of this child, she comes back to the man who will be the child’s father, and teaches it to him. And then, when they make love to physically conceive the child, some of that time they sing the song of the child, as a way to invite it.
And then, when the mother is pregnant, the mother teaches that child’s song to the midwives and the old women of the village, so that when the child is born, the old women and the people around her sing the child’s song to welcome it. And then, as the child grows up, the other villagers are taught the child’s song. If the child falls, or hurts its knee, someone picks it up and sings its song to it. Or perhaps the child does something wonderful, or goes through the rites of puberty, then as a way of honoring this person, the people of the village sing his or her song.
In the African tribe there is one other occasion upon which the villagers sing to the child. If at any time during his or her life, the person commits a crime or aberrant social act, the individual is called to the center of the village and the people in the community form a circle around them. Then they sing their song to them.
The tribe recognizes that the correction for antisocial behavior is not punishment; it is love and the remembrance of identity. When you recognize your own song, you have no desire or need to do anything that would hurt another.
And it goes this way through their life. In marriage, the songs are sung, together. And finally, when this child is lying in bed, ready to die, all the villagers know his or her song, and they sing—for the last time—the song to that person.
You may not have grown up in an African tribe that sings your song to you at crucial life transitions, but life is always reminding you when you are in tune with yourself and when you are not. When you feel good, what you are doing matches your song, and when you feel awful, it doesn’t. In the end, we shall all recognize our song and sing it well. You may feel a little warbly at the moment, but so have all the great singers. Just keep singing and you’ll find your way home.
And then, when the mother is pregnant, the mother teaches that child’s song to the midwives and the old women of the village, so that when the child is born, the old women and the people around her sing the child’s song to welcome it. And then, as the child grows up, the other villagers are taught the child’s song. If the child falls, or hurts its knee, someone picks it up and sings its song to it. Or perhaps the child does something wonderful, or goes through the rites of puberty, then as a way of honoring this person, the people of the village sing his or her song.
In the African tribe there is one other occasion upon which the villagers sing to the child. If at any time during his or her life, the person commits a crime or aberrant social act, the individual is called to the center of the village and the people in the community form a circle around them. Then they sing their song to them.
The tribe recognizes that the correction for antisocial behavior is not punishment; it is love and the remembrance of identity. When you recognize your own song, you have no desire or need to do anything that would hurt another.
And it goes this way through their life. In marriage, the songs are sung, together. And finally, when this child is lying in bed, ready to die, all the villagers know his or her song, and they sing—for the last time—the song to that person.
You may not have grown up in an African tribe that sings your song to you at crucial life transitions, but life is always reminding you when you are in tune with yourself and when you are not. When you feel good, what you are doing matches your song, and when you feel awful, it doesn’t. In the end, we shall all recognize our song and sing it well. You may feel a little warbly at the moment, but so have all the great singers. Just keep singing and you’ll find your way home.
This is so sweet.
(via carladoll6)
Ran Ortner - Oil on Canvas
I want.
(via metaconscious)
Eleanor Roosevelt, Tim Ferriss, Steve Pavlina (who has a fantastic podcast), and The Sunscreen song all say the same thing. I choose to listen.
Apr
26
You have already eaten from the tree of knowledge. Are you ready to eat from the tree of life?
(via embrace-your-earth)
Apr
22
we used to sleep twice each night
Artificial light has changed the way we sleep.
This is mind blowing. I really want to read Dreamland!
“The greatest obstacle to experiencing the reality of your connectedness is identification with your mind, which causes thinking to become compulsive.” —The Power Of Now
A gem from High Existence.
Move from the realm of judgement to the realm of being.
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