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Slant of Light/Hilig ng Liwanag: Mga piling saling-tula ni Emily Dickinson — Faye Cura
Slant of Light/Hilig ng Liwanag: Mga piling saling-tula ni Emily Dickinson — Faye Cura
I'm going to remedy that this week.
I'm going to remedy that this week.
Tonight I'm orienting to the sound of the rain, and a night bird that's occasionally calling out in the distance.
Small things to anchor me to the present, and to safety.
Tonight I'm orienting to the sound of the rain, and a night bird that's occasionally calling out in the distance.
Small things to anchor me to the present, and to safety.
One day, one hour, one moment at a time.
One day, one hour, one moment at a time.
I'm beginning to realize that the way I experienced myself and the world around me is different from how others experience and move through life.
I'm beginning to realize that the way I experienced myself and the world around me is different from how others experience and move through life.
I brought home so much cool stuff. Things that other fans were handing out to people.
The past few years have allowed me to practice and get comfortable with receiving, and not just with material things. Receiving kindness, generosity, friendship, connection, and care.
I brought home so much cool stuff. Things that other fans were handing out to people.
The past few years have allowed me to practice and get comfortable with receiving, and not just with material things. Receiving kindness, generosity, friendship, connection, and care.
I have one packing cube full of flowy blouses, and one full of t-shirts. I figure I'll make the choice which to stuff into my backpack by Thursday night.
Devotion > Diligence
Devotion > Diligence
I have one packing cube full of flowy blouses, and one full of t-shirts. I figure I'll make the choice which to stuff into my backpack by Thursday night.
I have one packing cube full of flowy blouses, and one full of t-shirts. I figure I'll make the choice which to stuff into my backpack by Thursday night.
(Because the heart carries everything. Even that which we think we lost.)
(Because the heart carries everything. Even that which we think we lost.)
I haven't made callos since the Christmas before she left. I kept telling myself that it was too labor intensive (it is), but the truth is I didn't have the heart to anymore.
Today was the first time I cooked it again in over two years. No real reason. Just because I wanted to.
I haven't made callos since the Christmas before she left. I kept telling myself that it was too labor intensive (it is), but the truth is I didn't have the heart to anymore.
Today was the first time I cooked it again in over two years. No real reason. Just because I wanted to.
That voice telling you you're "too old" or it's "too late" to make significant changes in how you feel & function is a f*cking liar.
That voice telling you you're "too old" or it's "too late" to make significant changes in how you feel & function is a f*cking liar.