{"id":164,"date":"2007-10-18T11:51:02","date_gmt":"2007-10-18T01:51:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/tintinwulia.com\/?p=164"},"modified":"2007-10-18T11:51:02","modified_gmt":"2007-10-18T01:51:02","slug":"bodymind","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tintinwulia.com\/blog\/bodymind\/","title":{"rendered":"bodymind."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>After my first broken tooth ever, I thought about how my body works, and how I&#8217;m always more interested in fine motoric control and practically disregard the grosser ones. Unbalanced. It would be nice if I would be able to move like a parkourist does. <\/p>\n<p>About nine years ago a friend I haven&#8217;t seen again since introduced me to rock climbing. For me it was more like rock crawling, because we would practice on horizontal stone walls around campus. I didn&#8217;t do too much of it, but when I did, I could feel the joy of being able to find the next stone to grab, strategically, and to be able to swing my body over.<\/p>\n<p>A few months ago as I stood with my bike close to the doorway of a train, a guy in front of me started to juggle. I think he started with a stick, and after a while he put his stick inside his bag and pulled three balls out. And there he was, juggling all his way through the train trip. It was wonderful. <\/p>\n<p>I also remember trying to learn to play televi. It really does something to my brain when I switched from my right hand to my left. I think I really should try to let my body learn more and feel more. I really love dancing and moving anyway, why not continue to the next level? <\/p>\n<p>Want it or not, pain is part of life. And I only live once.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>After my first broken tooth ever, I thought about how my body works, and how I&#8217;m always more interested in fine motoric control and practically disregard the grosser ones. Unbalanced. It would be nice if I would be able to&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-164","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-2-2-2"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/tintinwulia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/164","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/tintinwulia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/tintinwulia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tintinwulia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tintinwulia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=164"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/tintinwulia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/164\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/tintinwulia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=164"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tintinwulia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=164"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tintinwulia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=164"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}