Sentences with phrase «breathing space all year»

Situated nearby to Lake Schliersee the resort and surrounding area offers natural beauty, extraordinary experiences and much - needed breathing space all year round.

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By offering a number of paid sick days each year, you give good employees breathing space for those rare occasions when they are too ill to come in.

Another goal followed within two minutes when Valencia found an unmarked Ibrahimovic within eight yards of goal — and the 35 - year old duly converted to score his 20th goal in all competitions (15 in the league) giving the away side some much needed breathing space ahead of the second half.

But their persistence paid off when German international Can gave his side breathing space with a well - taken finish, before England striker Sturridge came off the bench to net in back - to - back games for the first time since the start of this year.

I'd like to make the move in about a year's time which gives me breathing space to investigate my options.

Indeed, snapping such images is so challenging that NASA's tentative plans call for putting it off for perhaps 20 years or more as the agency develops the technology and budgetary breathing room to build an entirely new space telescope after WFIRST.

It was really when I moved to Italy for three years after college that I was able to create space, really breathe and feel without the influence of my past, that I realized what I really wanted to do.

Over the years, Simon has developed a unique and personal teaching style and now practices and teaches a broad spectrum approach he loosely labels Yin and Yang Yoga, offering fresh vitality to yoga practice, innovative and intelligent asana, kindness and respect to the human form, transformative breathing practices, and for the mind — the space for peace and tranquility.

Tony McLaren, the national co-ordinator of Breathing Space, the NHS mental health helpline in Scotland, told TES there has been a rise in demand from schools for its services in the past five years.

We all wonder where another year (my 31st here) went, holding on to its black - robed closing days even as we long for the change of pace and breathing space that summer promises.

Pros + Solid port that makes good use of the 3DS» features + Soul Hackers gets an English after 15 years + New features give a bit of breathing space for new players

It's not ever going to set the world on fire and it's a shame there are a ton of major releases incoming so soon after its console release, and should the game branch out to other consoles maybe early next year it could give the game some breathing space along with a deserving larger audience.

The company had initially been targeting a Fall 2014 release, though it's now likely to launch next year to give the console a little more breathing space and get indie developers on board.

Akhunov criticized the system, for example, digging out skeletons from public institutions as in Art - Cheology, 1975 - 86, or placing monumental sculptures of letters in a restricted exhibiting space creating an effect of suffocation, as in Breathe Quietly, 1976 - 2013, the monumental installation already exhibited last year in Italy during the 55th Venice Biennale.»

, you are lying on the floor of your place looking up, a small draft runs through the room, between the door and the window, and all things seem perfectly still, wind only disturbs concrete in imperceptible ways, or it may take millions of years to be noticed and, as the air runs through the space, all your plants move and all is animated and all is alive somehow, and here are the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me, and that wind upon your plants is the common air that bathes the globe, and we have no ambitions of universalism, and I'm glad we don't, but the particles of air bring traces of pollen and are charged with electricity, desert sand, maybe sea water, and these particles were somewhere else before they were dragged here, and their route will not end by the door of this house, and if we tell each other stories, one can imagine that they might have been bathed by this same air, regrouped and recombined, recharged as a vehicle for sound, swirling as it moves, bringing the sound of a drum, like that Kabuki story where a fox recognizes the voice of its parents as a girl plays a drum made out of their skin, or any other event, and yet I always felt your work never tells stories, I tend to think that narrative implies a past tense, even if that past was just five seconds ago, one second ago was already the past, and human memory is irrelevant in geological time, plants and fish know not what tomorrow will bring, neither rocks nor metal do, but we all live here now, and we all need visions and we all need dreams, and as long as your metal sculptures vibrate they are always in the Present, and their past is a material truth alien to narrative, but well, maybe narrative does not imply a past tense at all and they are writing their own story while they gently move and breathe, and maybe nothing was really still before the wind came in, passing through the window as if through an irrational portal to make those plants dance, but everything was already moving and breathing in near complete silence, and if you're focused enough you can feel the pulse of a concrete wall and you can feel the tectonic movements of the earth, and you can hear the magma flowing under our feet and our bones crackling like a wild fire, and you can see the light of fireflies reflected in polished metal, and there is nothing magical about that, it is just the way things are, and sometimes we have to raise our voice because the music is too loud and let your clothes move to a powerful bass, sound waves and bright lights, powerful like the sun, blinding us if we stare for too long, but isn't it the biggest sign of love, like singing to a corn field, and all acts of kindness that are not pitiful nor utilitarian, that are truly horizontal as everything around us is impregnated with the deadliest violence, vertical and systemic, poisonous, and sometimes you just want to feel the sun burning your skin and look for life in all things declared dead, a kind of vitality that operates like corrosion, strong as the wind near the sea, transforming all things,