over – and on to a new beginning
I had no idea, I have not written since May 21st. I wrote about our food challenge at the Crossfit box. It was over on Friday. Today is Sunday. I did it with intense discipline. I worked out hard.
We had teamed up, and got points for x-tra activates. We posted shout outs on social media for our Box. We got five extra points, if we beat our initial times, for a workout. I should have not worked so hard on the first one. What was I thinking? I shaved off about a minute and forty seconds. We ran 400 mts. – then did 12 hang cleans – 9 presses and six burpees over the bars jumps, 4x’s for time. OMG. It put me on the floor. Then it made me feel so good.
I lost 1.5 lbs and lost 2% body fat.
I guess I got lost in Crossfit for almost a month.
And that’s OK with me.
Despite wealth, fame, and accomplishments, all human beings are subject to impermanence. People, places, and material things will always come and go; we can’t stop it. There are times we will be stripped of everything we have tried to hold onto. Once we accept those seemingly unacceptable circumstances, we will be led to surrender; and on the other side of surrender is a joy and peace that is not of this world. (From The Mindful Addict)
It’s a new day, of a new year. And today my resolution is God-conciousness. I have zig-zagged for thirty years. I get side tracked. I become involved in worldly things. It never works. Continue reading “Not of this World”
The islanders are preparing, in their individual fashions, for the imminent threat of Hurricane Irma.
I have been avoiding the media.
I have gathered camp type food and equipment. I need to make sure I have a deck of cards.
The authorities will surely call for an evacuation.
Having lived in Florida all of my life, I find each hurricane experience to be different.
I delight in the writings of Carl Haissen, having read almost everything he’s every written. A one time journalist for the Miami Herald, he really has a bead on Florida existence.
Hiaasen’s openings hit you like the first blast of hot, sticky air on a Florida morning. They knock you sideways, and it can take a while to get your bearings. Pretty soon, though, you start to realize that the heat, and the craziness it induces, just aren’t going to let up, so you might as well go with it.
Like the ocean floor is constant shifting sand, so are these hours preceding the storm.
so you might as well go with it
What art is, in reality, is in the missing link, not the links that exist. It is not what you see that is art; art is the gap. ~ Marcel Duchamp
Although largely forgotten after departing the New York art scene in the early 1970s, Kusama is now acknowledged as one of the most important living artists to come out of Japan, and an important voice of the avant-garde.
Her current show is Infinity Mirrors and it is breathtaking.
On CBS this morning, after a brief discussion, about the artist and her life, the hosts asked the spokesperson for Yayoi, “is she happy.”
My jaw dropped. I am perpetually surprised at the weird world that I live in.
365, 24 hours ~ they come and they go
You will never have the whole picture.