This morning, in an art museum, glass enclosed, surrounded by trees and architectural space , intentional design + water falls and scapes, abstract statues, a chill moment to focus on being present -- during this pretty Zen yoga class, the instructor says, "as you relax into this pose, focus your inner gaze between your eyebrows, quiet the brain, focus on your soul self. Everyone has one. Not just 'some people'... focus on your soul part... https://counter.social/media/QQwLLzKNMcJCIoa3Sg4 https://counter.social/media/Bbh_D7ESydj3iM6R4No
Can I raise my kid in this fucked up country? Shit, I'm supposed to be relaxing. Fuck. Fuck Trump for fucking up my moments of Zen. Ugh. My brain. Nameste bitches.
I'm a #Na-NasteWoman
#soulsundays #yogaatthekimbell cont'd
Everyone has one. Not just 'some people'... focus on your soul part of you. focus on each breath, with an deep inhale of 6, and stay in that sacred space between the inhale and the exhale. It's called Kumbhaka..."
my brain goes, "everyone does not have a soul. I've met some. Donald a Trump has no soul. Or if he has one it's fucking tiny, it's all fucked up and a dark demon soul. I fucking hate that guy so fucking much