The bones of the spine want to sit directly on top of each other.
The shoulders want to be down and back.
Pull yourself out of alignment and tell me you like it.
Slouch and crumple yourself and say it feels good.
But, when you see a dancer move, an athlete run, you know better.
The premium placed on sarcasm still surprises me.
I may be getting soft, but crassness seems to have become the surrogate for wit.
Harmony looks easy, but it requires holding the spine upright – it takes a bit of effort.
Beware of harshness.
In my opinion it is just the false promise of slouching spirit.
Stand up straight.
Most things will fall into line.
Grace in the Morning Rain
On Kale and Daughters
My Last Card
Rockin' The House
The Unlikely Is Not The Imposible
Leave A Message
The Gospel of Doubt
In The Weeds
Clever or Not You're Ready