“Breath, dreams, silence, invincible calm, you triumph.”
― Paul Valéry
Current mantra: to triumph, which, i guess, is more bright than to survive. Triumph: the evolution and the less solemn, more gregarious relative of survival. Also remembering and forgetting to practice asana, take nothing personally, be open and permeable, steady. To be cooking up invincible calm, and to love, like the verb. Just those things today and then again tomorrow.
Also Swiffering the floors.
So the usual, all of it.
This picture was in nyc.