Rules of Enjoyment


philosophy of ENJOYMENT

Featured_sporting_arrows_215x1681Imagine that in your hands you hold an old bow and arrow. It is summer. The sun is rising. You are young and better looking than you are (why not?). All is quiet except for birds singing. You gaze up at distant hills and the last of midnight stars.

You feel like you’re in a movie that only you will see, but that’s not sad. It’s profound. It’s an opportunity for you to enjoy the show.

Wild grass swishes against your legs as you walk into the centre of a meadow lined by trees. The air smells damp. It is cool, not cold. Selecting a spot from which to launch, you position an arrow and raise the bow. A lively tune from your soundtrack is playing. Tension builds. Aiming high, you hope to hell no one gets killed.russian dollIn this imagining where you are better looking than you are, the arrow…

View original post 607 more words

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

Up ↑


Pràctiques comunitàries i ecologia // Prácticas comunitarias y ecología // Commons practices and ecology

Tom Das

Nonduality · Advaita · Zen

philosophy of ENJOYMENT

To embrace life with all of your senses. To contemplate. To enjoy. That's what this is. Do you have the will to enjoy?

Rob Myers

Dad, Husband, Team Leader, Story Teller, Student Housing Pro


Liberated News & More

Espacio de Quique Roxíos

El ruxe ruxe del molín de Sanzo

Cloak Unfurled

Life is a journey. Let us meet at the intersection and share a story.


seguís luchando y por nada te des por vencido

Care, Bliss and the Universe

Life, the Universe and Yourself

Periódico Anarquista: La Boina.

"Ved, hermano, he aquí una, de mecha crepitante, es de papel, tinta y dinamita cerebral. ¡Estalla!" Armando Triviño; 1919

milkcarton mugshot baby

I used to be Snow White, but I drifted.

Tish MacWebber

Always Thinking...

The Spanish Berry

I am a local. I am a foreigner.


Break the silence. End the violence.

"I feel in every girl, there is a spirit, a wild pixie, that if let go, would run and dance in grassy fields until the end of the world. And then that girl grows up, that pixie hides, but it is always there...peeking out behind old eyes and reading glasses, laughing, waiting to one day dance again." ~Atticus~

%d bloggers like this: