The Spark

The world as I see it. Nature-Humanity-Urbanity.

ashtangayogala:

Surya Namaskara A

The practice of the Surya Namaskara, or Sun Salutations, has come down to us from the long distant past, and is capable of rendering human life heavenly and blissful. By means of it, people can become joyous, experience happiness and contentment, and avoid succumbing to old age and death. — Sri K. Pattabhi Jois (44, Yoga Mala)

The Surya Namaskara form the foundation for the entire method of the practice of yoga - and, as we all know, if one’s foundation is firm, then whatever is supported by it will be stable as well. So, if the Surya Namaskara are first learned properly and their inner meaning grasped, then all the various asanas, pranayamas and the like that follow them will be useful and beneficial in their outcomes. — Sri K. Pattabhi Joise (preface, P2, Surayanamaskara)

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ashtangayogala:

Surya Namaskara A

The practice of the Surya Namaskara, or Sun Salutations, has come down to us from the long distant past, and is capable of rendering human life heavenly and blissful. By means of it, people can become joyous, experience happiness and contentment, and avoid succumbing to old age and death. — Sri K. Pattabhi Jois (44, Yoga Mala)

The Surya Namaskara form the foundation for the entire method of the practice of yoga - and, as we all know, if one’s foundation is firm, then whatever is supported by it will be stable as well. So, if the Surya Namaskara are first learned properly and their inner meaning grasped, then all the various asanas, pranayamas and the like that follow them will be useful and beneficial in their outcomes. — Sri K. Pattabhi Joise (preface, P2, Surayanamaskara)

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Immersed in the Vivid World of the Echinopsis with @echinopsisfreak

To see more vivid time-lapse videos of Greg’s diverse echinopsis family, follow @echinopsisfreak on Instagram.

Three years ago, Greg Krehel (@echinopsisfreak) encountered a cactus that would change his life. “I’ve always loved cacti and succulents,” he explains. The sogginess of his hometown Miami, however, always killed his desert-loving plants.

All that changed with a cactus Greg selected at random from a local garden store. Not only did it survive—it thrived. “Moreover, the flowers it produced were knockouts,” he says. “Over six inches in diameter and an incredible mix of colors.”

After some sleuthing, Greg realized he was in the possession of an echinopsis, a genus of cactus that thrives in humidity. Not only that, there were hundreds of other varieties out there. “My single echinopsis acquired by accident was soon joined by 5… 25… 50… and now I’m at 100 other echinopsis species and hybrids.”

"My passion for the cacti themselves soon morphed into a passion for imaging them," says Greg. Echinopsis flowers bloom in a day, and peak for only an hour or two. "Their brief existence pushes you to photograph the heck out of them." Inspired by his videographer son, Greg began using time-lapse to capture his cacti’s blooms and quickly found a community of like-minded people on Instagram. "It’s just a kick sharing my passion for this super type of cactus."

The Sound of Crickets

matthewsanford:

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I don’t know why anything happens. Or why life is so hard sometimes. But I do know that there are frogs on my windows and the crickets’ nighttime song travels through my screen door as the sun is shining on the other side of the world.

I also know that good things happen. I got…

Cedar Waxing on Gambier Island, British Columbia. Photo by: Matt Champoux

Cedar Waxing on Gambier Island, British Columbia. Photo by: Matt Champoux

لَو تطلُُبَ البحرَ .. فى عينيكَ أسكُبُهُ
If you ask for the sea, in your eyes, I spill

أو تطلُبَ الشمسَ .. فى كفّيْكَ أرميهـا
Or if you ask for the sun, in your hands I throw

أنـا أحـبـُّكَ فــوقَ الغَـيـمِ أكـتـُـبـُهــا
I Love You. Over the clouds I write

و للعصافـير , و الأشجار… أحكـيهـا
And to birds and trees, I tell

أنـا أحـبـكَ فـوقَ الـمـَـاءِ أنقـُُشُـهــا
I Love You. Over the water I carve

و للعناقـيدِ … و الأقـداحِ … أسْقِـيهـا
And to bunches and glasses I let drink

أنـا أحـبـكَ يـا سَـيْـفـَـاً أسـالَ دَمِــى
I Love You. O, sword that shed my blood

يـَا قـِصَّـةً لـَسْـتُ أدرى … ما أسَمِّيها
O, story that I don’t know what name to give

أنـا أحـبـكَ . حـَاوِِل أن تـُسـاعِـدَنى
I Love You. Try to help me

فــإنَّ مَــنْ بَــدَأ المَـأسَــاةَ يُـنـهـِيـهـــا
Because he who started the tragedy, should finish

وَ إنَّ مَـنْ فـَتـَـحَ الأبـْوَابَ يُغـلِـقهـا
And he who opened the doors, should close

و مَـنْ أشْـعَـلَ الـنِّـيـرَانَ … يُـطـفـِيهَا
And he who set the fire, should put out.

Nizar Qabbani (via bhagyawati)

(Source: themelancholyhill, via bhagyawati)

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