How Gravity Affects the Human Body

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YOUR STANDING ON EARTH

GRAVITY MATTERS

ON EARTH BALANCE

IT’S GRAVITY I RECKON

R.U.W.G. [Are You With Gravity?]

GRAPHIC GRAVITY

GRAVITY ACE

Farmers Markets 2018

 First fresh pick. Montclair May 5, 2018

Ricky of Ricky's Produce and Michele July 29, 2018

Fresh Produce Montclair May 5

Ran into only crony Patrick May 5

Male Model May 5

Kaytlynn at City Green Clifton NJ June 29

Hillview Farms Gilette NJ October 12

At Hillview Farms

Hillview Farms Celebrating 152 Years!

Hillview Farms Store

Just Us Chickens Hillview Farms 

Mr. Jim Materazzo Montclair Farmers Market May 5

Jeannie and Molly Montclair October 14

Jim and Molly

The Boss Montclair October 13

Joe and Daughter Molly

Kids and Squash Montclair October 13

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We all live with [in] Gravity. Everybody knows that. Gravity pulls on you. We all know that. It’s an unavoidable fact. Everyone knows that too. When you design any structure, it’s got to be plumb and square. Anyone who designs or constructs buildings knows that.

Yet, for all we know about the force of Gravity for almost everything, insofar as it relates to how our own bodies develop — how things stack up — we are mainly self-taught. Trial and error. Not much direct awareness or conscious engagement .

Rolf Structural Integration balances the body with the gravitational field of the earth. It is a peerless and definitive training for living unstressed, even, level, easily upright. Healthy, strong, good looking, effective.

Balancing the body with Gravity is a lifetime endeavor. It's really an integral part of the life curriculum. Rolf Structural Integration makes it active and consciously participatory.

Problem is that though we get bigger and stronger as we mature, we don't automatically develop structure — how things come to stack up and fit. That is learned. Add in a mix of unresolved accidents and traumas, bad habits, improper instruction, modelling ourselves after significant others who don't exhibit proper structure in their own make up ... we arrive at adulthood with a random mix of imbalances and compensations firmly anchored in our very flesh. Most live in default and below their potential for balance in their bodily stance. Most lived resigned to that's just the way it is.

Good News! Since the body is plastic and adaptive, with knowledgeable guidance we can very easily and gracefully live into the kind of balanced body arrangement which is our birthright. Which is correct and healthy based on Anatomical design and the dictates of Gravity and its Physics.

It's a choice. It does take some doing. Well worth it. Take the step.

If you've read this far and are saying to yourself that you don't need this, nothing's wrong ... please note well. Rolf Structural Integration is not for when something is wrong. It's for the average healthy person who wants to up their game in terms of productivity, enjoyment, athletics, or performing arts. When "something happens" that is for your choice of therapist to address the problematic symptom. Balancing the body may have many positive health effects toward relieving symptoms of chronic pain and stress. More, it's a stand alone goal the benefits of which you can imagine if you take a few moments and consider how bodily balance is a master key to unlocking full potential and creative expressiveness.

Mystical Pizza

I've been on a spiritual quest. Many starts, and stops. Blind alleys. Mistaken ideas. Disabused illusions. Grandiose allusions. A few contusions. Ablutions. Absolutions. 

One thing that has been my touchstone on the material plane: Pizza Pie. In fact, I love Pizza so much, I have undertaken a separate quest to discover and share the perfect Pizza recipe. Read that here.

Now I live in New Jersey — where Pizza Parlors are as ubiquitous as Taquerias* in Phoenix.  

* [Funny thing, though. A Taqueria has just opened a block away from my house. Could it be a harbinger of an "invasion". But, let's not get into the current tendency to create word wars over verbalizations; especially so when we are raging progressives hard wired to oppose the current administration (Trump!) at any and all turns.]

So the perennial question regarding the trusty Pizza Pie is this: 

How come when it's round it comes in a square box, and cut into triangle slices? Really! How come?

Here we leave the world of concepts and verbal constructions. Merely gaze at the image with the revealed mystical insight and realize the ineffable TRUTH within yourself!

  

Taxi Dave 2018

Taxing Cab Stories 2018

"How's it hangin'? 
"I'm David S. Pumpkins! 
"And, I'm gonna scare the hell out of YOU! 
"Any questions?"

Watch This:

Gotcha! Drinking AND Driving!

Stop!!!


Did you see me?"


"Make it snappy, bud, I only got 5 minutes."


"Take me to your leader."

Yo, Jeff! Here's a bright new idea. How about getting better bags at your new supermarket? The ones with weak, breakable handles need to be double bagged. A better bag might cost a little more, but a net savings.

"I'm not only gonna tell you what to think, I'm gonna tell you how to drive. Bitch!"

He's my neighbor. Slightly higher on the mountain, however.

 Dude? "No, Dud!"

"Sesame Street ... Do you know the way?"

I'm down with the message. But, I gotta say ... your demeanor outside that temple! And, hanging with a prostitute???

"Columbus may have discovered America, but my Vaughn here discovered the Oyster!" I asked her to explain, and she said it was when he went "yodeling in the canyon". 

"What do I have to say to get your vote?"

[We should admire rhetorical flexibility in our political leaders.]

 It is a thing I'm pondering how such a bold faced [IMHO] opportunistic panderer can get away with casting himself as a patriot. I would imagine the good Senator would do the right thing, all things being equal. I don't believe he's out to do bad, as such. But, if winning an election requires bad, then he's my guy to dress that pig in a sequined strapless gown.

"If I tell you how to get there, you can be sure it's the best way! And ... Get me to the White House, 2020! 2024, the latest!"

Yes, ma'am. I'll put cruise control in "PANDERING" mode.

Recently saw a clip of Senator Kamala Harris asserting how she was speaking truth to power.

The shibboeth "Speaking truth to power" seems to have evolved to the point of conferring actual factual truth on what another is saying, or upon the one making a claim of doing so.

And, there now seems to be a whole class of citizens who need not think beyond their knee jerk salute of ascent to whomever makes such a claim.

All the obvious outraged energy notwiithstanding, I can't help bt think that more than a few of the vehement protesters have become unwitting pawns in a political game.

And, lest someone come at me for saying this and branding me a imbecile right winger, I see speechifying on all sides passing around their convenient and rousing statements as truth. When in fact all that's really intended is to prod you into agreement by stroking your prejudices and preexisting biases.

Madamme De Gaule [who didn't speak much English and was considered rather a prude], what in your own life is the most important thing?

"Ha ... PEE ... ness."

"No, I'm not really a pirate. But, do you have change for a dabloon?"

Hey, guys, there's no smoking in this cab!

"It's alright, we're French."

"I could'a been a contender!"

Beatles fans? Or, Democrats?

Ye! 2024!

"Ah-wanchu-go-dowtow!"

Bitch! Please!

"Pr-r-r-r-r-t! E-E-E-E-yow!"

HUGE: Certainly larger than life.

"Will my Wampum be sufficient?"

Her story was compelling ... and credible.

"It was a party. Somewhere in London. I think it was London; West End. I remember that much because it was posh; could've been Shepherd's Bush. Can't say for sure.

"And ... Dear Madge will back me up on this!***  

"Anyhow ... I saw him there. We got on well enough. At first. Then when I was leaving the WC after a tinkle, he came out of nowhere and picked me up like a caveman, and carried me into the laundry room. He threw me down on a pile of laundry — I didn't mind, and that's how come I knew it was rather a posh affair: because the linens were still fairly well pressed and smelling of Lavender sachet. 

"Wordlessly he piled on top of me on that pile and began to explore, let's just say, 'between the sheets'. Long story short, he had his way. 

"Then he stopped!"

Driver: That must've been a relief.

"No, not really!"

Driver: How come?

"He stopped!!!"

*** In an interesting bit of astonishing true synchronicity to other recent current events, Dear Madge has no recollection of any of this.

"We want to go to town!"

OK. I won't watch.

I liked you when you were a singer.

I'd like to drive away with it.

"I was nuts for her!"

Omarosa? Where you bin?

"Well, there's been the Mueller Probe, Cohen, Manifort, Papadopoulos, Aretha, Kavanaugh, #MeToo, Sessions, Rosenstein, Khashoggi, now the 'Caravan' ... and, all the rest of it. You do know I had a book out?"

[Short attention span of the citizenry. Short! Nil!]

"Memory Lane":

"Right over there. The house with the two doors."

Hey, Lady. Don't I know you from somewhere?

"I didn't want to say anything. You went past my stop."

"It DID happen in Vegas!"

"Any questions?"

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