Tag: blogging
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Alternative storytelling #14
“The possibility that empathy is part of our primate heritage ought to makes us happy, but we’re not in the habit of embracing our nature. When people commit genocide, we call them “animals”. But when they give to the poor, we praise them for being “humane”. We like to claim the latter behavior for ourselves.”― Frans…
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Alternative storytelling #13
Faces of the renaissance fair in Deerfield Beach, Florida. *all photos taken by me*View post to subscribe to site newsletter.
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Dark poetry
We are so quick to close the door after an experience. We allow the small details to fester and disintegrate within our own bodies and minds. But why not keep that door open and allow others to see in? Why not allow others to watch the unfolding and unraveling? Not because I think it’s important…
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Island
Darkness courses through my veins just as light emanates from my body. I see, feel, process, internalize, and communicate differently than some others, and sometimes I feel like an island. People can see my silhouette from a distance but upon getting closer they just can’t grasp the complexities of what is before them. My emotions…
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Mrs. Jones
I started shaving my legs in 5th grade. Not because the hair was dark or bothersome, but because my friends were doing it. That means before I even entered into my teens I was conforming to societies standards of beauty and womanly upkeep. In middle school, I joined in with a bunch of my friends…
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Acceptance
Some of the areas in which I am learning to accept myself: I accept I am a human being before I am a parent I accept I have limitations and many shortcomings, and this is okay I accept I don’t always know the right way I accept I am often ashamed to admit my own…
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Alternative storytelling #9
The color green is all around; giving us life and nutrients and security. It carries the vibration for growth, health, and rebirth.View post to subscribe to site newsletter.
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Fight, flight, or freeze
I’m relentlessly tossed around in the rush of a wave pool (constructed by my own choices) begging for the machine to turn off. Lifeguards watch from the sidelines, mistaking my fearful face with a face of adrenaline. I want to get out. I can’t gain my footing even though the ground isn’t far from my…
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Limited language
There are times when I want to claw my skin off. Not necessarily to get rid of the skin that I wear but more so to release what I feel is trapped inside. I have found that words cannot properly express what it is that I’m trying to convey, and because of that I feel…
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Alternative storytelling #8
In all honesty, I am speechless when it comes to trees. Enjoy these pictures of trees in the Pacific Northwest & happy Sunday. **all photos were taken by me**View post to subscribe to site newsletter.
The Sacred Body 