Objects in mirror are closer than they appear.

Caught my last dawn of 2017 in DC.

Preparing for travel at the @kingfisher1414 — lets go #mjhtravel2017-8

26 was dope.

Thinking about my Indian Christmas.

Musica universalis, literally the music of the universe. This music may not actually be audible, but is in fact observable in the relationship of movement and object proportions— particularly prescient when discussing celestial bodies— the sun, the moon... and perhaps also the human heart. Called “the harmony of the spheres,” science has observed changes in Saturn’s rings due to its own moons, gaps caused by a pull relative of the moon’s size. These gaps are observable from a distance, visible with the eye, yet the forces themselves can’t be seen. Music to hear without ears. A rhythm to the universe. A reminder of our own relative nature.

These things can coexist at the same time.

My natural habitat.

Even as she molded this flesh like clay, she knew it wasn't hers. The parts of me that stuck to her were as happenstance and inevitable as the parts of her that stuck to me. She was not god, not molding me in her image, but wanting only for me to find mine. And to love it. It's through a kind of grace I see her in me, as I see me in me. As I strive to see God in me, all the more. I feel lucky that I see me in her.
It's an alchemy, to teach a person to spin pain into love. It's an art to see God in all things. But pain has no owner. No shape, no form. There can be no ownership of the infinite.
You'd be surprised at which bone is said to be the holiest. A foot stepping down can feel like crushing bondage. Unmasked and inverted, that same foot can bring liberation. It can also be missed completely.

@davidgarriguesyoga is doing a Led 1/2 Primary and talk on Thanksgiving at @ashtanganation -- 8am. Wanna take a yogi field trip? I excited-- this is his first time teaching in Northern Virginia in quite some time. Come raise money to fight childhood obesity (a cause near to my heart!).

Hmf. Charlie always provides moral support. Kinda wish he'd lend a paw.

Primary, in the nook between my kitchen island and my tchotchkes and curio cabinet. What used to be a radiator now holds kitchen gadgets. I loved practicing next to the radiator because it was sooooo warm. Once, I somersaulted into the radiator -- ow! -- trying to get my hands to the floor in prasarita c. We've been through a lot together, this spot and I... in fact, it's my favorite spot to practice (radiator or no). @katelynntully

2010. A reminder of how much changes and how much remains. Yaaas peacock.

My #wcw is also my #blackandwhitephotochallenge #failedit -- @suenodevida_ecu who taught me to see the art inside of the yoga asana. Now she's creating a place where people can learn the art of conciously and sustainably inhabiting this planet at an eco retreat center in Ecuador. 📸2012 @taniradove @laminezdclifestyle

Oh boy.

This x1000

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Day Two: #blackandwhitephotochallenge #failedit #dristisareweird #broomadhya #atman #duhfuq

Day 2: #blackandwhitephotochallenge -- tag someone. No people. No explanation.