He who does his thing

There's a few of these guys around town, and I admit, this whole gigantic bubble thing is pretty hipnotizing.

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We are not their choices

Via a Chookooloonks tweet and she via bonagogo's site, I've watched this, listened to this. It is amazing. I remember afternoons spent talking about delivery and the art of the spoken word. I remember times when I cried myself to sleep cause I couldn't save the world, only to realize you can never do it alone. I remember that one time when I decided to face my own Man of Talahassee and made it out alive... and happy. Because we are not their choices. Let's save the world one little boy and girl at a time. Knock, knock.

No somos lo que eligen

Vía un tweet de Chookooloonks y ella vía la página de bonagogo he visto esto, lo he escuchado. Es increíble. Me he acordado de tardes hablando de "delivery" y el arte de la palabra hablada. Me he acordado de las veces que me he ido a la cama llorando porque no podía salvar el mundo, sólo para darme cuenta de que no se puede hacer solo. Me he acordado de cuando decidí enfrentarme a mi Hombre de Talahassee y salí viva... y feliz. Porque no somos lo que eligen. Salvemos al mundo de niño en niño. Toc, toc.

Shake it, shake it, and move it all around!!

Colorsplash is awesome for these kinds of things. Love the corky result, always a surprise.

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I just wanted to lay in the sun all day

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Austria

Snowbombing was awesome... and the place, too.

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Lazy afternoon

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The red violin

New resolution... I won't let this week pass without picking up my violin again. I don't know why I don't do it anyways, I miss it so much!!

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Back to the moment when life was magical

One of the best trips ever... Egypt, I heart you forever.

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Spring, come to me.

View from the cherimoya bush.

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Furry friend

Because there's nothing better on a rainy day than a soft and furry friend.

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When the going gets tough... put sunglasses on it.

Lovely Mr. J and I doing the sillinessTM.

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Look at the banana tree and breathe.

May there be peace and warm spring breezes for you today.

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BCN is so nice

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30-day Sadhana with Marianne - Day 10

Today I couldn't wait to get down on the mat. Marianne sent me yesterday a video with a new pose I asked her to add for me for my flow.

It worked wonderfully. I was so excited! I feel I can keep on track, I can come up to the challenge.

And next week the real challenge will come up, as I won't have a private space to practice and the whole week is going to be full of fun and exhausting activities. It'll be good to have yoga to wind down at the end of the day.

Today's song is Till the end of the day, by The Kinks.