𝓐 𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓯𝓯𝓮𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂 ☕

The smell of coffee carries so many memories.

It always took me back somewhere.

For a very long time, whenever I'd smell it, I'd be taken back to a family friend's house where we would go during some summers when I was a kid. That was a beautiful and very odd house. The vivid flashbacks would be colorful and happy—even noisy from our laughter.

It was during my college years that I started drinking coffee myself during project season. Since it was mainly instant coffee, the smell wasn't as powerful, so I'm hardly ever taken back to those ridiculously early, pre-exam mornings.

I guess because I'd never been a regular coffee drinker, its smell kept building memories around times shared with others. Holidays where friends would be brewing their morning cuppa. Early starts at work, sharing laughs and complaints with colleagues. Melancholic or nostalgic memories from past loves. Even that exact morning years ago when coffee smelled like just coffee and nothing else.

Sometimes I think I may be weird, but I choose to believe it's beautiful how something so common can evoke so much.

The smell of coffee still builds so many memories today, and reminds me of the richness of shared moments in my life.

𝓙𝓪𝔂 𝓓𝓪𝓾 '²⁴

#coffeechain #plebchain #grownostr

and if someone walks up and punches you who's fault? and if someone breaks into your house who"s fault. so blame sometimes isn't an illusion. I think you didn't mean this as written. absolutes... tread carefully.

No bother, on contrary, thanks for your comment as it does make me reflects from a different angle about a topic I am interested about.

seeing remorse as a reminder of who you are is a perspective I didn't think about until now, and yes I do agree, as we are also the sum of the actions that created that remorse.

I never try to blame others, there's no point, that's the way I avoid to have remorse in a certain way. I see blaming others for our failures is an alibi and counterproductive because we learn more from our own mistakes in my opinion.

About being smart, yeah I can't deny I am trying to, but not as a race or confront with someone else more than with myself and the one I was yesterday. I constantly face situation and have connection with people that clearly expose how much I don't know the second immediately after I thought I understood something new.. "the more I know, the more I understand how much I don't know" is a pharse that ecoes in my mind often, but yet ..

Thank you 🥹 if I don't share here I can send you privately if you'd like. Love your texts too btw 💜🫂

In the spirit of understanding i am going to start asking yall for your truth and definitions

So in your own words.

What is overcoming ?

#asknostr

I did feel a bit stupid to be honest, but now that you said it had a positive impact, I feel a bit less stupid, no remorse 😂😅

jokes apart.. something I try to do is making decisions about my journey based mostly on my intuition and what my guts tell me, so that in the end I couldn't or shouldn't have regrets or feel remorse because I just did what my inners self was suggesting to, and what I am and what I will be is the sum of my own fails and decision.

What I fear is looking back at have regrets because I didn't listen to my self and instead I let the contest or someone else influence too much my thoughts.. I would be pissed, and probably used that as alibi for my failure.

Remorse get you angry and stuck on the past, brooding on the "what if.." instead of embracing the present, and trying to be less anxious about the future because you are not projecting the past on it.

That's beautiful

Hi Pollyanna. Thanks for sharing your beautiful story. It deeply resonates with me.

I remember practicing crow pose and doing nauli kriya at a young age with other neighborhood kids lol.

Like you, I too have had this on again off again fascination with handstand. So yes, I do believe now is the time.

Let's go!! :-)

#practicehandstand

Good morning Pollyanna. Thanks for practicing with me 🙌

Have you done yoga or handstand before?

Good morning. 🌞

Friday handstand... Making progress. Held for 3 seconds!!

I realize that doesn't sound like a long time, but it's progress from 1 second a week ago.. after only 10 minutes a day of practice.... And the funny thing is that 90% of the practice is watching the video and reflecting on what went right and what needs improvement. 🤔

I tried uploading the video to nostrbuild but it didn't like the format. So here's a screenshot of the balancing part.

I'm gonna keep doing this until I turn 61.... in August.

Come join me as your time permits and drop a picture, or note a thought from your practice, and tag #practicehandstand

I've been practicing yoga for 30 years, but never focused on handstand. If you're new to handstand, don't get discouraged....keep throwing your legs against the wall 😂

If you're experienced at handstand, jump in with your tips and inspirational photos!!

The full 53 seconds of practice is uploaded on my story in Instagram @yogawithlois

#practicehandstand

#yoga

#grownostr

#plebstr

not bad

I think you can probably say the same with less words, less explanation and more immediate though. can you see this in nature and say it in a metaphor? (I think you can)

💘

Are you in your 30s, female, and have clean piss?

Boy do I have a deal for you ⚡️⚡️⚡️

In the spirit of understanding i am going to start asking yall for your truth and definitions

So in your own words.

What is free will ?

#asknostr

Oh I see what you’re saying. When I say beauty I meant it as the spectrum of “how beautiful”. So for example an ugly apple would have very very little beauty because it is created and creation is good. Just like how an evil human being is still a human being that deserves dignity by the very nature of being a human despite being evil.

The opposite! A subject/object’s beauty is an inherent trait by the fact that it exists.

For example we can think of a “good” apple (goodness being convertible with beauty) that is round, symmetrical, and seems ready for consumption. Whereas a “bad” (ugly) apple would be one that is deformed, rotting, pestilent, etc.

Beauty is inherent to a subject or object. There cannot be a disassociation between the material and its beauty just as color is an accident of a substance. Just because people may have different tastes regarding beauty, doesn’t mean there isn’t beauty or that there’s no space for reason in discerning beauty. Quite the contrary. We can know what is ugly, through our functioning faculties of reason, and correct someone that thinks it’s beautiful by concluding that their faculties of reason (I’m including intellect here) are impaired, sense perception is impaired, and/or they have a disordered will.

“[I]n reality, every person defines where their value comes from for themselves”

This is not reality. In reality, value and meaning are inherent to beings and actions. For example, every human being has value by the very nature of being human, not because people decide if their life is valuable. At that point there’s no argument against suicide which we all inherently know is bad (because meaning and value cannot be disassociated/overwritten). People can also be wrong about what they value.

This modern nihilism is very pernicious.