Wind Wellness

Shoji Yamasaki is a performance artist known for his ongoing series Littered Mvmnts. By closely observing trash caught in the wind such as plastic bags, wrappers, and discarded materials, he translates their unpredictable motion into carefully choreographed performances. Beyond movement, the work carries a 𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗲𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗮𝗴𝗲. By embodying litter rather than ignoring it, Yamasaki draws attention to how normalized trash has become in public spaces. His Instagram bio reads: “Closing this account once people stop littering.” A reminder that the performances exist only because the problem does. 👩‍🎤👉🏼 @litteredmvmnts - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - #PerformanceArt #CreativeMinds #Enviromentalist #Art #LivingArt #ThinkBuilding #thinkmassmatics

Laughing at ourselves.

Reduce anxiety, ask yourself “ what do I need right now? “

Helen Mirren once said: One of the greatest gifts of growing older is discovering the magic of solitude. What once felt like loneliness now feels like freedom. The silence that used to be uncomfortable has become peaceful, even luxurious. My home isn’t just a place—it’s a sanctuary. A space where I can dance in the kitchen with no one watching, get lost in a book without interruption, or simply sit in stillness, fully present with myself.
I no longer crave constant noise or validation. A quiet evening with a cup of coffee and a good movie feels just as fulfilling as a night out. The beauty of solitude isn’t in being alone—it’s in feeling completely at peace with yourself. No pressure to perform, no need to impress—just the gentle contentment of being exactly where you are, as you are.
There’s a quiet kind of joy in realizing that your own company is enough. That happiness doesn’t come from being surrounded by people, but from being at home within yourself.

Their are many wealthy people who aren’t truly rich. All they have is money. True wealth also means health, love, joy, and deep relationships.”

Acknowledging the good that you already have in your life is the foundation for all abundance.
Eckhart Tolle

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When a crow feels sick… it visits an anthill.
Sounds strange? It’s actually one of nature’s most fascinating healing rituals.
When a crow senses it’s unwell, it will intentionally find an anthill, spread its wings wide, and remain completely still—waiting for the ants to crawl into its feathers.
Why?
Because ants release formic acid—a natural antiseptic that kills bacteria, fungi, and parasites hiding in the bird’s feathers.
This behavior is called “anting”, and it’s been observed not just in crows, but in many bird species.
No medicine.
No vet.
Just pure instinct and nature’s built-in pharmacy.
A brilliant reminder that the natural world is full of intelligent, self-healing systems…
We just need to stop and notice.

Rest is not something to be earned, power down, enjoy.

If in doubt, just walk until your day becomes interesting.” — Quote by Rolf Potts.

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

-Rudyard Kipling