Feel Injustice With All Your Senses in Order to Know.
The moment you see something with your own eyes and feel injustice with all your senses, you cross an inner border, you know you can’t go back from there.
Browsing Tag:
war
War-Words: Picture Frame in My Mind’s Eye. {poetry}
The war is over or is it? Do I know you as a dirty innocent thing yet? A discarded soft child forgotten by your god? A picture frame made of wilted flowers?
No Ghosts: A Triptych in Ten Fragments. {poetry}
Wars and genocides and revolutions to ensure that none of the children live to become adults, and then late afternoon and then early evening but no ghosts.
The Desert Has Left Her Fingerprints in the Dust on My Skin. {poetry}
One hundred thousand people from diverse walks of life, building art, riding bikes together in the desert, surviving dust storms, and there was no war.
Walk of Life: Contrasting War and Yoga Practice.
The wages of war are swinish, dark, bottomless. Yoga is practiced for one reason, uniting body, spirit, mind. The wages of Yoga are breath light energy.
9 Life-Saving Strategies from Robert Greene for Letting Go of Toxic People.
Having clearly defined values will allow you to exist within chaos from a centered place, and help avert toxic people who leave us drained and disrespected.
Unleashing the Feminine: A Word About Our Words.
In finding balance, whether in a person or in a society, it is important that we strike a balance -- between yin and yang, feminine and masculine, receptivity and activity -- regardless of which gender we conform to (or not). It is in this balance that we become whole human beings.
The Futility of War.
But, the young men and women who are dying today for us, everyday, everywhere, who are crippled and maimed for life? We should cry for them. Cry, that that they are so naive, so innocent, so willing, so trusting, so patriotic and so foolish as to risk everything they have without having ever ...
The Problem with Emotional Stability. {poetry}
We are, by nature, bipolar. Yin and Yang. Masculine and Feminine. Active and Restful. Of Sun and Moon; Tides, Storms, Trees, Water, and Earth.
In light of our place among the wildness of Nature, the delusion of emotional stability is inhumane! Impossible.
We can be assured that sadness -- and ...
The New Nationalism: Though Hands Shake, Heaven Shuns the Agreement.
Leaders who oppose this road will be dethroned. They will hold their positions but lose their influence, being deemed dangerous stumps stopping the global gallop towards the new nationalism.
!["You must have a room, or a certain hour or so a day, where you don’t know what was in the newspapers that morning, you don’t know who your friends are, you don’t know what you owe anybody, you don’t know what anybody owes to you. This is a place where you can simply experience and bring forth what you are and what you might be. This is the place of creative incubation. At first you may find that nothing happens there. But if you have a sacred place and use it, something eventually will happen. […]
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Our life has become so economic and practical in its orientation that, as you get older, the claims of the moment upon you are so great, you hardly know where the hell you are, or what it is you intended. You are always doing something that is required of you. Where is your bliss station? You have to try to find it." #JosephCampbell #RebelleSociety
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Happy Monday, Rebel! What's your bliss station today? ❤](http://scontent-atl3-1.cdninstagram.com/v/t51.2885-15/sh0.08/e35/s640x640/80006255_3335064936520499_8943008855071934994_n.jpg?_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.cdninstagram.com&_nc_cat=111&_nc_ohc=N6G4lLuGNvUAX-L2GbH&oh=504cd20f0acac3cbd369840afabcda8c&oe=5EFA3B58 "\"You must have a room, or a certain hour or so a day, where you don’t know what was in the newspapers that morning, you don’t know who your friends are, you don’t know what you owe anybody, you don’t know what anybody owes to you. This is a place where you can simply experience and bring forth what you are and what you might be. This is the place of creative incubation. At first you may find that nothing happens there. But if you have a sacred place and use it, something eventually will happen. […]
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Our life has become so economic and practical in its orientation that, as you get older, the claims of the moment upon you are so great, you hardly know where the hell you are, or what it is you intended. You are always doing something that is required of you. Where is your bliss station? You have to try to find it.\" #JosephCampbell #RebelleSociety
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Happy Monday, Rebel! What's your bliss station today? ❤")
