Yeah. Duh. Instead we go the other way around. Babies born to parents who may not want, or be able to provide for them. No social services. No welfare support. No family vacation leave. Not much maternal leave if any, no paternal leave. No decent education. No healthcare. No fucking lunch! No environmental protection so what else is there to live for but violence? Good thing there are guns, drugs and gangs. Good thing there’s mass media and a million other ways to be anesthetized. Good thing there’s cheap labor and a population that’s hooked to cheap shit made by the capitalism machine. Whoever thinks it’s about pro life or pro freedom needs to take a more nuanced look at what makes life worth living and how much policing freedom is worth. #crankysundays #misplacedvalues #fuckyourmorals #fuckyourguns
Once brighter colored bits / Once sharp edges & adornments / Once scented softener now hard pellet seeps scent into sand. - Nestled between worn, smooth stones, all charcoal colored / White flecks / Obsidian glisten underneath where the tide remained. - Is the tide coming in or going out? We don’t know. We come from the city. - Gratitude today for Grandmother / Ocean / All our lives began here once / Single-celled and adrift / Over eons we crawled out & up / Collecting tenacity in thick bands called evolution. - Habits wear down over time and strengths become weakness. - Brightly colored bits and leaking chemical scents adrift amidst her perfection. - Only humbleness should remain. - #itsawash #environment #environmentalist
Lots to pick up on the trail today, but totally pleasant spending a few hours walking with @shesupsidedown and talking about all the ways we've changed and grown since we met some 8 years ago. Feeling gratitude today for this friend and fierce force of a human who has met her life with ongoing resilience and a badass sense of humor. The work she's done building @thepeoplesyogapdx has meant that a lot of us have had a place to grow, change and find a bit more ease and steadiness in our many ups and downs. Looking forward to what you do in the next chapter, I love you lady.
Today's trash tales. I walked the usual trail and was impressed by the trees' abilities to find and maintain uprightness. On the edge of this hill, hundreds and thousands of trees have managed to root into precarious soil that is slowly sliding downward. Their tendrils find rocks and other roots to hold onto so that their trunks can right themselves upward toward the light. I picked up trash with gratitude for all the ways we contribute to each other's resilience. I thought about the last few years of personal work that is the effort to right myself in relationships when so many of my early models often felt unstable. But throughout that instability there were rocks- like creativity or meditation... practices that helped me stay steady. And there was the support of a strong community of individuals also doing courageous work of righting themselves in unsteady times. To all of you who have been working with me- working to heal and working to wake up from unconscious habits, thank you. This is often hard and tedious work. But so, so worth it. #itsawash
I've been working on a project about ethics for about a year. The project, called Doing Theory, considers the precepts of a yogic path (quite similar to the commandments and other religious/ethical guidelines) in the context of here and now, through a lens that is distinctly feminist, intersectional, artistic and socially engaged. Last fall I started working with Saucha, the practice of cleanliness, by picking up trash on my favorite hiking trail. My meditation is to think of someone who has picked up after me and extend them gratitude every time I pick up after someone else. As soon as I decided to do the project I started finding biodegradable bags that folks had dropped on the path. It was as if the forest spirits knew what I was doing and wouldn't let me have an excuse of having forgotten a bag. I've noticed my irritation and boredom with my own apathy arise when I pick up careless litter like cigarette butts and wet wipes. I've noticed profound gratitude with big pieces of trash like bottles or full wrappers as I think about my family and friends who've totally picked up messes I made and couldn't clean up. I notice infinite shame and sadness with all the tiny pieces of wrappers and my thoughts go towards the ocean, the air and the millions of people who live with, and are trashed by constant Western consumption. While I don't think that my small acts really make that much difference on their own, I think that all of ours combined could. What spaces do you love and how could you care for them? Who picks up after you and how can you appreciate and assist them? #itsawash
I'm subbing two classes tonight. 5:30PM vinyasa and 7:15 yin @thepeoplesyogapdx on Killingsworth. I'll be giving all the $ I make to ICNA to support their relief efforts in Houston. Go to yoga! It's good for you, it's good for us.
Thanks @embodiedastrology for this... Today is the first quarter square. The moon in #sagittarius is at hard angle to the sun in #virgo. Seeds of wishes and ideas planted during the new moon and eclipse begin to form around whatever internal conflict and/or dedication that accompanies them. Today is a day to move your body! Sagittarius rules the thighs and hips. If you have any pent up frustration or are caught in battles of opposition, get outside and get your heart rate up and blood moving. You will feel better for it!