I see you, with errors in your ways, and I choose compassion.
[It’s a strange time to do ’living’ things.]
I see you, with errors in your ways, and I choose compassion.
[It’s a strange time to do ’living’ things.]
Twitter’s game mechanics select for a low-effort posting strategy, the dunking game. The rules are: find a way to misunderstand the tweet so that it is wrong. If you can’t, quote it out of context so that it is wrong. Tired.
when should one pay attention to critics? or the choir? or both equally?
Think outside the project.
Interoperability is people connecting, communicating, collaborating.
‘Capoeira should be fun’ can extend to the game itself; the movement you admire is never in frenzy; always calma, giving time and space, not allowing someone else to make you hyperventilate; how can it feel more like effortless language exchange?
We can even extend this farther: how can everything be fun? more like that? fluid conversation with yourself and the stars.
The more my practice is an own connection with body, the less I need to take classes or achieve a standard. In this sense I may never need to take another movement class. My progress can be personal and infinite, adapted to my context.
The more I pay attention to observations or notice where my attention is, the less effort it takes to have something to say.
when is it valuable to post about something online if you’re not the primary source?
no matter how platforms may persuade us otherwise, there is no ‘undo send’ or ‘delete message’ in human communication, we can only add context to what has been expressed
not a tree shaker but a forest shaker
How can I include a piece of those I’ve met so that they see themselves in me?
If I can sleep comfortably on a yoga mat, I have significantly expanded the ‘surface area’ of what’s possible.
No side wins when humans suffer; more to ‘win’ by finding out why are there are sides in the first place.
To put lots of effort into ’looking’ unique versus a deep acceptance that everyone is already differentiated.
What are the messages that only I could write? What are the experiences and stories that only I could share? What can be seen only from where I’m standing?
teach me a song
teach me a move
teach me a word
My way of playing includes how I deal with the unexpected: musically, and physiologically.
Injuries we experience are a reminder of what strangers may be carrying when they avoid things, and how we can be more mindful or compassionate when confronted with people who seem like or say that “they can’t”.