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yogadaily · 3 months
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(via Ernährung und Yoga gegen Heuschnupfen – LUVIYO AG | EU  || Curated with love by yogadaily) 
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knitruneatrepeat · 1 year
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Coffee Date Monday:
- My heart is full. This weekend was definitely a good weekend. And it prioritize everything that I NEEDED. Outdoor yoga, outdoor stretching, tons of time with my temple people, and a mental health Monday off day filled with annual visits and some parents time.
- I’ve been having a hard time finding balance. Let me tell you how relaxing it is to do yoga outside in 60 degree weather with a slight breeze. So so peaceful.
- This week I have lofty goals to start purging the junk in my house. I’m done with all this clutter impacting me and my life.
- Got my exercise ring closed first thing this morning AND this cute Lunar New Year badge on my Apple Watch. 😍
Happy Monday! I hope everyone’s week starts off great!
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blackoutthewhiteout · 7 months
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Event: Yoga @ PEPAA's
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kallockpaintings · 1 year
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Garden Plaza Design Sketches
View from Yellow Field, watercolor on pencil, 8 by 11 in. Emilia Kallock, 2023
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soulfulmindtribe · 1 year
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Hello Happy People,
I just uploaded a new yoga flow on my YouTube channel 🧘🏻‍♀️ it’s a fun & energizing vinyasa flow and I encourage you to practice it at least once a week for best results. Let me know which pose you liked most and based on which I should do one of my next videos. Namaste 🙏🏼
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themacpsych · 1 year
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gothbakerruns · 2 years
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rumi-nations · 2 years
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Best Yoga Mat Recommendations
Best Yoga Mat Recommendations
Note that none of the yoga mat recommendations below are affiliate links. Which means I’m not making a dime off of whether you buy one or not. These are my true feelings on the mats that are currently littered around my house. 🤣 For some context, I practice 3 main modalities of yoga: Iyengar, hot yoga or Bikram, and vinyasa. Each of these has slightly different needs and things I look for during…
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yogadaily · 7 days
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(via emmacutty | Body scanning, Life is beautiful, Life   || Curated with love by yogadaily)
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lexxie-chantilly · 3 months
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🚨Sexy Yoga live stream on Twitch every Friday at 11:00 AM (Paris time) 🧘‍♀️ Let's get flex for my future vids 🤜
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manlovere · 14 days
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Checkout manlovere.blogspot.com for uncensored pics!
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alltippytoes · 2 months
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kallockpaintings · 1 year
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Garden Plaza Design Sketches
View from Yellow Field, watercolor on pencil, 8 by 11 in. Emilia Kallock, 2023
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rockingrobin69 · 6 months
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Downward, upward, anywhere - pt. 1
Take a deep breath… hold it… good.
Smith cornered him just outside the studio. “Draco! Hey, Draco!” panting a bit, all flushed with a stupid grin smeared on his face.
“Zacharias,” Draco tipped his chin the tiniest amount.
“I didn’t know you do yoga now!”
“Hmm?” staring at his own fingernails. When that didn’t work, “Yes, well. They say exercise is,” stopped there with a sigh, tired and over-warmed and still annoyingly thinking about—argh. He just needed some water and a few moments of quiet. Not the super-hot instructor’s hands on his hips again, fixing his position.
“—and that’s really difficult, of course,” Smith was droning on, self-satisfied smile and his chest puffing wider with every second. “So, what do you think?”
Draco blinked, post-yoga crabby already. “What?”
“About, erm, Saturday?”
“What?” the look on his face made Smith flinch. “Sorry, I—what about Saturday?”
He gulped a bit before saying, with a lot less bravado, “The party? This Saturday. Everyone’s going, so, I wondered if maybe you’d,” wild hand gestures completed the question for him.
“Oh,” Draco said, then, “oh, you… right. I don’t think I’m available. Sorry.”
Smith didn’t look as crushed as he possibly should be. “Can I get your number? In case you change your mind.”
“Ah,” Draco, couldn’t, erm, think of an excuse fast enough, mind sluggish from all the sweat and the hot-fucking-instructor’s hands, big and warm and perfect on his waist, and, “what? Oh. Why don’t you give me your number, that way I can,” and pretended to write down whatever Smith was saying. Then nodded him along, which took ages, leaving Draco finally, blessedly alone. The sun had set, streetlights buzzing on in too-bright-white.
As if on cue, Pansy, Blaise and Greg all walked out, towel-wrapped shoulders and grinning. “Well well well,” Pansy said first, and Blaise even smacked Draco’s bum with said towel.
“Looks like our boy is finally getting some action,” Greg, the traitor.
“What? No!”
“He is so dreamy,” Blaise blinked his eyelashes faux-coyly. “Oh, Zacharias!”
Draco made a truly inelegant sound, rolled his eyes, and started walking away without looking at his so called ‘friends’. “Took your sweet time,” to Pansy, who appeared at his shoulder, still (infuriatingly) grinning.
“I’d never get in the way of true love,” Pansy said solemnly, and Draco remembered he hated her. “Also, had to stay to do a little snooping on our new instructor.”
Maybe didn’t so much hate as adored her. “And?” biting his own tongue in the rush.
“His name’s Harry, he’s our age, and he’s not married.”
“That’s not a lot to go on,” Draco frowned, jumped when Blaise clapped his shoulder.
“Cheer up, darling. We also learned something very important. You’ll never believe who’s his good mate who convinced him to move down here.”
“Who?”
Blaise’s smirk reflected in Pansy’s face, and, looking behind his shoulder, also in Greg’s. “Loony Lovegood.”
Draco stopped still. “Fuck me.”
“Yes, love, that’s the general objective,” with another pat on his back, and his friends already turning towards their normal café, leaving him nauseous and a little panicky on the pavement, under the harsh street light.
*
In… and out.
Loo-na Lovegood lived with a brutish redhead in a tiny flat entirely crammed with plants. Draco had been exactly twice: once, for the house-warming, and the second for their cat’s birthday. To be fair, it was a nice cat. Fluffy and vicious with an inexplicable affection for socks and a grand tail. Draco thought the cat at least showed a bit of the family pride Loony all but chucked out the window. Of course, back then, he was still speaking to his father, and was not quite the pariah he’d turned himself into nowadays.
She answered his call, still, surprisingly or perhaps not, and was apparently delighted to invite him over for tea.
“Jasmine or charcoal?”
Draco blinked. “Ah, jasmine would be lovely, thank you.” Sitting down delicately on the piece of plastic. “So you’re, ah, remodelling?”
“What? oh, no. It’s a really funny story. Gin and I were going to make a present for Bartholomeo and then he—you know how he’s like, with the socks, and there were prints all over the flat and I thought it was grand but lacked a little something so, what about kombucha?”
“Pardon?”
Luna turned back from the cupboard. “I forgot we had kombucha! Harry swears by it.”
Draco’s heart went seventy times faster. “Harry?” he asked, entirely innocently.
“Yeah, you remember my friend, well you’ve never met him but do you remember he has glasses and lovely black hair and he loves kombucha and he does acro with his dog and it’s the most wonderful thing!”
Trying to unpack the rather-a-lot: “Wait, he’s—doing what with his dog?”
“Acro-yoga? His dog’s adorable. His name is Snuffles and he’s fifteen years old and the sweetest thing in the whole entire world. You have to watch the video!”
“There’s a video?” in what he hoped wasn’t a completely embarrassing tone.
“Here, let me show you. Oh, watch the paint, we wouldn’t want to get your nice trousers all… hmm.”
“Hmm?”
“Hmm. Nothing. Just something that Harry… the video! Oh, Draco, you won’t even believe it, here we go.”
Draco left the flat that day with three revelations:
Maybe he did sort of like dogs after all.
Harry Potter wasn’t entirely human. Couldn’t be, looking like that, smiling like that.
Loony Lovegood makes one hell of a jasmine tea.  
Then, on the bus and a rushed phone call later:
4. Harry Potter was going to be in Smith's party on Saturday.
(For flufftober day 30. Hopefully, a sequel to this will be posted tomorrow! Find the soft AO3 collection here).
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botanyandbondage · 1 year
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Feeling at home among the trees
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hardcorepizzaparty · 10 months
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This is where I find peace
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