Showing posts with label Abra Walsh. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Abra Walsh. Show all posts
Jun 24, 2020
Apr 1, 2020
What kind of yoga is right for me?
“Sit down, be comfortable. Take a
couple minutes to breathe.”
“I usually breathe all day. At night, too.”
Her lips curved a little.
“Conscious breathing now. In through the nose
—expanding the belly like
blowing up a balloon, out through the nose,
deflating the balloon. Long, deep, even breaths.
Belly rises
and falls.
Relax your mind.”
Whiskey Beach
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Knowing which one matches your fitness style
is a good place to start.
is a good place to start.
Gausanchennai / CC BY-SA (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0)
There are many styles of yoga to choose from,
so if you're
new to yoga, it might be confusing to
know what style to try.
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“On an inhale, lean left. Don’t overstretch, Hester.”
“You’ve got me doing old-lady yoga.”
The annoyance in Hester’s voice made the whole scene
marginally less weird.
“We’re taking it slow. Breathe here. Inhale, both arms up, palms touch.
Exhale. Inhale and lean right.
Both arms up. Repeat that twice.”
Whiskey Beach
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May 31, 2019
Nora could've written this script... wait... 😉
Claremont took out his notepad and set the rhythm.
"You said you and Margaret Bowers dated."
"You said you and Margaret Bowers dated."
"No, I didn't. I said we went out a couple of times."
"That's generally interpreted as dating."
"I didn't interpret it that way. I interpreted it as we went out a couple of times."
"You were supposed to have dinner with her on the night she died."
"Yeah." There'd be no expression and no condemnation in Claremont's voice.
But it still stung.
But it still stung.
The Villa
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By che - Own work, CC BY-SA 2.5,
https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=889848
Ashton Kutcher 'freaked out' after date found killed, Los
Angeles court told
Actor testifies at trial of ‘Hollywood Ripper’,
who is charged with murder of
Ashley Ellerin in 2001
Ashley Ellerin in 2001
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“But he’d moved out. I’m just saying where there’s smoke . . .”
“Where there’s smoke sometimes means someone else started the fire.”
Whiskey Beach
Apr 1, 2019
We Can Dream
“Hey, what’s said in the—What is this room?”
“Butler’s pantry.”
“No shit?” He let out a half laugh as he scanned
the space again. “Okay, what’s said in the butler’s
pantry stays in the butler’s pantry.” That got a smile
out of her, a faint one.
Happy Ever After
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His eyes narrowed as she slipped into the butler’s pantry for the wine.
“Are you looking for a kick in the ass?”
“Are you looking for a kick in the ass?”
“Actually, I’m looking for a nice pinot grigio,” she called out.
“Ah, here we go. I hope I’m invited to dinner,” she continued as she brought
the bottle back to the kitchen.
“Ah, here we go. I hope I’m invited to dinner,” she continued as she brought
the bottle back to the kitchen.
Whiskey Beach
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Whiskey Beach
Oct 24, 2018
What Was “The Good Wife” Really About?
“Maybe you could make a living.”
“I like The Good Wife.”
“Who?”
“It’s a lawyer show. Well, it’s really a character study, and sexy.”
Whiskey Beach
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By Own work, CC BY-SA 3.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=21898254
But the show’s final episode took a different turn, reminding us that “The Good Wife” has never just been a show about power; it has also been about knowledge and the ways it can change an argument, a court case, a life.
Apr 2, 2018
Spring ♥
She opted to walk, to give herself a chance to admire the play of daffodils and hyacinths
cheerfully showing off their blooms, the colorful Easter eggs dangling from tree
branches, the bright pop of forsythia.
She always loved the birth of a new season.
Whiskey Beach
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Most people I know prefer the beach days of summer or the beautiful colors of Fall, but here are ten reasons why Spring has always been my favorite time of year!
Mar 31, 2018
Post-holiday blues can teach you to celebrate reality
He’d gotten through it. Whatever hounded him now, he’d get through that.
He’d never give this up again, this feeling of home and of hope.
To Whiskey Beach, he thought, lifting his glass and catching Abra’s eye, Abra’s smile. He drank to it, and everything in it.
When he stood on Monday morning after helping load cars, the feeling of hope remained with him.
He gave his grandmother a last good-bye hug.
He gave his grandmother a last good-bye hug.
“I’ll remember,” she whispered in his ear. “Stay safe until I do.”
“I will.” “And tell Abra she won’t be teaching her morning yoga class without me much longer.”
“I’ll do that, too.”
“Come on, Mom, let’s get you in the car.” Rob gave his son a one-armed man hug, a slap on the back. “We’ll see you soon.”
“Summer’s coming,” Eli said, helping his grandmother. “Make time, okay?”
“We will.” His father walked around to the driver’s seat.
“It was good to have all the Landons in Bluff House again. Stay ready for us. We’ll be back.”
Eli waved them off, watched them until the road curved away.
Beside him Barbie let out a quiet whine. “You heard him. They’ll be back.”
Whiskey Beach
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By Gemma Stiles from Sydney, Australia -
The Great Eggscape, CC BY 2.0,
The Great Eggscape, CC BY 2.0,
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The best way to deal with this is to examine your ever-changing states—without judgement—knowing feelings and circumstances will inevitably shift again, and practice celebrating real life with all its many quirks.
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Mar 28, 2018
Do you really know your Easter?
“Then there was the whole Easter thing happening.”
“The Easter Bunny came already?”
“What? No.” Now he laughed, the sound rolling down the empty street. “He hasn’t finished laying the eggs yet.”
“Eli, the Easter Chicken lays the eggs. The bunny hides them.”
“Whatever, they’re doing it at Bluff House this year.”
Whiskey Beach
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Easter, celebrated in the spring of every year in the Western world, has a great deal of trivia and interesting facts associated with it.
Some are historical, some religious, and some just plain fun.
Countries all over the world have their own traditions, food, and special holiday fun. In this article, you will find Easter trivia questions (some with answers), interesting Bible trivia, and Easter trivia facts.
Use these for parties, to challenge your friends, and to learn more about this interesting celebration for yourself.
Some are historical, some religious, and some just plain fun.
Countries all over the world have their own traditions, food, and special holiday fun. In this article, you will find Easter trivia questions (some with answers), interesting Bible trivia, and Easter trivia facts.
Use these for parties, to challenge your friends, and to learn more about this interesting celebration for yourself.
Sep 16, 2016
The Surprising Ritual That Will Give Your Home Positive Vibes
Driving nearly twenty miles up the coast to buy the smudge stick had added onto her already crowded day,
but when she took it out of her bag it felt like a positive action.
but when she took it out of her bag it felt like a positive action.
She’d burn the sage, cleanse her house. If she felt her house was cleansed, it was cleansed.
Whiskey Beach
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By Paloma Cervantes (Own work) [CC BY-SA 3.0
(http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)], via Wikimedia Commons
I can’t pinpoint when sage smudging first piqued my interest. It might have been the time I spotted sage bundles in Jenni Kayne’s chic Southampton, New York, store. Maybe it was when my friend—who works for a renowned high-end interior designer—told me they sage smudged their clients’ homes after each install. Or maybe it was the time I read about it in Vogue. If all these hip and fabulous people were doing it, why wasn’t I in with the It crowd? One thing’s for sure: Over the last year or so, sage smudging has transitioned from an alternative practice into a mainstream ritual beloved by the fashion crowds, interior designers, and celebrities alike.
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But for now she did her best to clear her mind, to think only clean, positive thoughts as she lit the sage, held it over an abalone shell for safety and blew out the flame to encourage the smoke. Her home, she thought. The floors, the ceilings, the corners belonged to her.
The process, walking from room to room with the scent of white sage and lavender, calmed her, as did reminding herself what she’d made there, for herself, for others.
Faith, she thought, hope, and the symbols of them forged strength.
Whiskey Beach
Mar 22, 2016
Happy Easter!!!
His mother wanted him to come home for Easter dinner. He’d intended to go, to ask Abra to come with him. He’d been ready for it, primed for it—the family event, with Abra in it, the big ham Alice would bake and his mother would insist on glazing herself.
The baskets, the candy, the colored eggs.
The tradition of it. And the comfort of it.
Whiskey Beach
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It was a good day, though he ate enough candy that the idea of waffles for breakfast made him a little queasy. But he ate them anyway, and put everything aside to enjoy the moments.
His father in light-up bunny ears that made Selina belly-laugh. The pleasure on his grandmother’s face when he gave her a pretty bowl filled with mixed spring bulbs in fragrant bloom.
Waging war with water pistols against his brother-in-law and accidentally (mostly) shooting his sister dead in the heart when she opened the terrace door.
Surprising Abra with a vivid green orchid because it reminded him of her.
They feasted on ham and roasted potatoes, tender asparagus and Abra’s herbed bread, on eggs deviled out of their colorful shells—and more—in the formal dining room. Candles flickering, crystal winking, the sea singing its siren song against the rocky shore made the perfect backdrop for the very good day he’d predicted.
Whiskey Beach
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