The world’s oldest yoga teacher is still doing her sun salutations at 97 and she says maintaining healthy eating habits has been important. Tao Porchon-Lynch said portion size helps her manage her weight. “Most people overeat and put too much food on their plate. Pause a moment to think about how many people are without food, and you won’t eat so much,” she said in an interview last year. Senior athlete Fred Winter who’s still doing 100 push-ups everyday follows elements of the Mediterranean Diet trying to eat blueberries and salmon every single week. The diet, which is rich in age-fighting compounds like anti-oxidants and heart-healthy omega-3s, has been shown in studies to stave off certain diseases and even help one live longer, by protecting DNA against damage.
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Day: June 2, 2019
Healthy Living: 9th of 12 Best Foods for Healthy Skin
Soy
Soy contains isoflavones, which have been shown to improve wrinkles, collagen, skin elasticity and skin dryness, as well as protect your skin from UV damage.
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Writer’s Wisdom ~ The Best Time to Write
Decide when in the day (or night) it best suits you to write, and organize your life accordingly. ~ Andrew Motion
Spirit That Form’d This Scene ~ Walt Whitman
Spirit That Form’d This Scene
Walt Whitman
SPIRIT that form’d this scene,
These tumbled rock-piles grim and red,
These reckless heaven-ambitious peaks,
These gorges, turbulent-clear streams, this naked freshness,
These formless wild arrays, for reasons of their own,
I know thee, savage spirit-we have communed together,
Mine too such wild arrays, for reasons of their own;
Was’t charged against my chants they had forgotten art?
To fuse within themselves its rules precise and delicatesse?
The lyrist’s measur’d beat, the wrought-out temple’s grace-column and
polish’d arch forgot?
But thou that revelest here-spirit that form’d this scene,
They have remember’d thee. SPIRIT that form’d this scene,
These tumbled rock-piles grim and red,
These reckless heaven-ambitious peaks,
These gorges, turbulent-clear streams, this naked freshness,
These formless wild arrays, for reasons of their own,
I know thee, savage spirit-we have communed together,
Mine too such wild arrays, for reasons of their own;
Was’t charged against my chants they had forgotten art?
To fuse within themselves its rules precise and delicatesse?
The lyrist’s measur’d beat, the wrought-out temple’s grace-column and
polish’d arch forgot?
But thou that revelest here-spirit that form’d this scene,
They have remember’d thee.
Today’s Reflection ~ Truth & Love
Truth is not spoken in anger. Truth is spoken, if it ever comes to be spoken, in love. The gaze of love is not deluded. It sees what is best in the beloved even when what is best in the beloved finds it hard to emerge into the light. ~ J. Coetzee
