Posts filed under ‘physical’
the bath
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as the tips of my toes
touch the warm salty water,
all the tension seems to slip away ~
allowing
the twitches
and
twinges to pause ~
creating a moment in which to fade.
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i can feel myself floating along a current
of a gentle meandering stream ~ ~ ~
under a canopy of willows,
sounds of crickets chirping
and
an occasional bumbling bee.
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there is a feeling of calm
which only water can provide,
as it envelopes the senses with care ~
thereby
thrusting open the door,
and
breaking the chains –
allowing an escape from pain’s mighty lair.
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pictures
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pictures so perfect
desirable in all ways
dreams fulfilled by youth
nothing less is accepted
a never-ending nightmare
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a pas de deux
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The tears of a rhapsody
glide slowly along the strings of a violin
as
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He stands…
a single vision
under a dimly lit spot light
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He waits…
for an essence of grace
to float by and awaken his spirit
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He feels…
the melody
breathing life into his limbs
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He hears…
the whisper of satin pointes wafting
from behind
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He sees…
gossamer fingers embrace his hand
as
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She leads…
him forth into a world which transcends reality.
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Weekly Pet Challenge – Iron Pee gearing up…
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It is never too early to begin one’s training…
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or
SO mommy says…
Doesn’t mommy know there is still snow outside?
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Please join Sydnee Pee on her weekly training adventure
a dancer’s inspiration
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wafting through the air
chaotic rhythms about
Isadora smiles
Martha and Alvin admire
the final dance of autumn
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Pioneers of Modern Dance
Isadora Duncan – 1877 to 1927
Martha Graham – 1894 to 1991
Alvin Ailey – 1931 to 1989
soccer season
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a year older
a bit taller
new team
new faces
new uniform
new coach
new field
new goals
new excitement in the air
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a new season has begun…
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Oh – by the way – they won. 2-0!
you and the water
up early before the sun rises
standing over the body of water,
waiting
tension running thru her body, soon to be erased
tension running thru her body, soon to be power
as she enters the body of energy
feeling one with mind, body & soul
all cares are forgotten, troubles are gone
reborn in the maker’s fountain
held once again.
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punch + kick = ahhhhhh…..
The scent of sweat and leather filters through the room while the rhythm of thunderous music –resonates in my ears………. With hands wrapped tight, and gloves secure, I find myself standing – in front of my opponent. Or is it my friend? I do not know for certain but will soon find out for sure. I’ve stretched out a bit, gulped down some water and anxiously…..await…….. with all of the others……… “LETS DO IT” The warm up is very basic; to get the blood flowing – fifteen minutes of running, lunging, push ups and squatting. When the bouncing has commenced it’s time to get serious – in front of the bag we stand – hands up, face blocked, on the hop………………. “LET’S GO” There is nothing more liberating than throwing a punch – into a bag of sand weighing 75 lbs – covered in black leather hanging from a chain. The impact begins when the glove hits the bag – then the fist the arm, the shoulder, and neck – until the whole body is contracting, heart racing faster than fast! The bag is unrelenting – it’s firm with just a little bit of ‘give’ – not a pillow – but it does allow for a darn good punch and a give-it-all-you-got power kick. After 30 minutes of throwing punches and kicking hard against the bag, it’s time to move on to the core, stretch, clean the leather & then collapse. “GOOD CLASS EVERYONE” The arms feel like noodles, the legs turn into rubber, the mind becomes crystal clear and the spirit feels light as a feather! What I like the most about this class is the bag I get to punch. For me it is not an object, it becomes so, so much more – It’s the conflict deep within me, all of the chaos that exists – the darkness, fears, the uncertainties, and struggles of everyday life – wrapped in a 75 lb package for me to punch & kick!