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random-bookquotes · 7 months
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“Take a long look around the world and expand your horizons,” she’d said. “And grow stronger, too, however long it takes. You will find the happiness you deserve, but you mustn’t hurry. Haste may take you in the wrong direction. Human connections can’t be rushed. The world is full of people with different views—take your time learning about them all. And always believe in your own strength, young one.”
Honobonoru500, The Weakest Tamer Began a Journey to Pick Up Trash (Light Novel) Vol. 1
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elizevanniekerk · 9 months
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The Subtle Art of Finding Joy in the Mundane
In the dizzying whirlwind of our modern lives, with its notifications, deadlines, and endless to-do lists, it's easy to overlook the little things. Our quest for big achievements, exotic vacations, and grand celebrations often overshadows the understated moments that make up our daily lives. Yet, there's a profound beauty and solace in the mundane, waiting to be discovered.
The Magic of Morning Rituals
Consider the simple act of brewing your morning coffee or tea. The aromatic scent that wafts through your kitchen, the warmth of the mug against your palms, and that first invigorating sip – it's a ritual that beckons a new day, filled with possibilities. It's not just about the caffeine kick, but the quiet moments we grant ourselves before the day's chaos ensues.
Nature's Everyday Theater
Look out of your window. Even if you're in the heart of a bustling city, nature is putting on a daily show. The radiant hues of a sunrise, the gentle rustle of leaves in the breeze, or even the rhythmic patter of rain against the windowpane. These are nature's gentle reminders of its cyclic rhythm, urging us to pause and sync our own rhythms with the world around us.
The Joy of Daily Tasks
Believe it or not, there's a meditative quality in mundane chores. The rhythmic act of washing dishes, the soft hum of a vacuum cleaner, or the therapeutic act of decluttering can be grounding experiences. They tether us to the present moment, offering a break from the incessant noise in our heads.
Conversations and Connections
Everyday joy is also about connections. A brief chat with a neighbor, a spontaneous phone call to a friend, or even the simple act of greeting your local grocery store cashier can forge bonds. It's in these fleeting interactions that we find a shared human experience.
Rediscovering Your Space
Sometimes, joy is about rediscovery. Re-read a favorite book, revisit old photographs, or rearrange your furniture. Familiar spaces and objects can offer new perspectives and insights when looked at with fresh eyes.
Wrapping Up
The art of finding joy in the mundane is essentially about shifting our perspective. It's about appreciating life's quiet moments and finding depth in simplicity. It's recognizing that while milestones and grand celebrations are significant, there's immeasurable joy to be found in the spaces in between.
In the words of novelist Alice Walker, "Expect nothing. Live frugally on surprise." Life's everyday surprises, no matter how small, are the threads that weave the beautiful tapestry of our existence. So, let's cherish them.
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putoutallthestars · 1 year
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Of all the enigma's on earth, this is the one that keeps awake at night: is grief a reckless friend or a soothing foe? 🌚 🌝
Summer 1993 (2017), directed by Carla Simón
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Finally started TLOU and man, this shit hits hard. (I don't think these are spoilers?)
It's the littlest details that get me. The way the infection signs (all metal-craft and official) are all aged and withered -- this isn't just "a new normal", this is and has been life for awhile. The way Joel needs his bag back -- such a little thing, but you really don't think factories are producing the little plastic bags so many of us take for granted in our day and age? They're not, that's why he needs it back.
The parallel of humanity -- the way such deep human kindness is shown to the little kid, in a "just look at the flowers Lennie" kind of way. The way it's contrasted immediately with the military executing people for trying to illegally come and go in a way that used to be so, so free such a short time ago.
And what a time for this to come out, especially for those of us who were just kids when 9/11 happened. Sarah asking if it was terrorists. The world is not so nearly unrecognizable, but in many ways it is. It feels angrier and more isolating, and it feels like many people are quite okay with increasingly more violent tactics to protect themselves and quarantine against "diseases", only instead of a fungus it's things like books and gender affirming care and bodily autonomy. It strikes me that this world is feeling more and more like one where the answer is swift and immediate "justice" by way of death, it hits that fear deep down.
But what gets me the most are two very prominent words: curfew, and quarantine.
I love reading about etymology, because within every word is a very deep and very storied past of the things my ancestors went through to get to where we are today. I recently learned about both of these words, when I was writing Every Day Another Step Away (Good Omens, 14th Century).
The word curfew comes from the phrase "cover fire". It was a word for the ringing of the bells, after which it was mandated that people had to cover their fire for the night and bank it for the next day. The intention was to prevent devastating incidents where houses and villages would burn to the ground. It was a rule created from a place of suffering, with the intent of surviving.
The word quarantine comes directly from the plague -- yes, The Plague. Italy, during the black plague, instituted a rule where incoming ships had to wait for thirty days before coming on shore. It was, at some point, determined that this wasn't enough, and therefore increased to forty days. Thus, we get quarantine. Again, it comes from a place of great human suffering, but the key to it all was the will to adapt, overcome, and survive.
These words are so embedded in our lexicon that I don't even know if anyone would think to question where they came from, or how they tell the stories of generations upon generations that fought before them for the opportunity to live another day. These words are scars, age old ruches of flesh where there were once gaping wounds that threatened to put an end to us altogether.
And that brings us to the very beginning of the episode, with the (?) epidemiologist who wasn't afraid of a bacterial or viral pandemic, because in every single case, the outcome has been this: humanity won. Perhaps worse for the wear, but we survived all the same.
And so, in TLOU's universe anyway, the world's greatest battle yet is underway, to see if they can keep the fire of the human spirit alive. Damn. What a fucking emotional rollercoaster, and it's only just the start.
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Something that I see continuously left out of aspec discussions regarding ways aspecs may or may not connect with fellow humans, is the fp bond.
The acommunity is open and accepting about other forms of attraction that are not romantic and sexual, and even has a Split Attraction Model, and at the same time there are aspecs with personality disorders that exist. We experience something that aspecs that don’t have personality disorders fail to address, and that is the fp bond.
In my experience, the fp bond feels like an attachment more than an attraction; I don’t necessarily feel a “pull” since I am already pulled in/already connected/already attached. The fp experience is different for everyone tho. For some pw PDs, I think it can manifest as the symptoms of the PD lessening around the fp, or the symptoms of the PD worsening around the fp. The fp of someone with a PD may feel like someone who the pw the PD can tolerate “the most” out of anyone else/feel comfortable unmasking around, or the fp could be someone who the pw the PD feels their world revolves around.
Either way, the fp bond is something that is typically significant for pwPDs. It can be a game changer in terms of human connection, especially for aroaces and aspecs who are also aspec in ways besides romantic and sexual attraction, such as aplatonic, asensual, anaesthetic/non-aesthetic, etc.
Awareness and acceptance for people with personality disorders is essential. Our experiences (including the bond with the fps) are important valuable parts that make up the acommunity. I just think it would be so interesting and validating if, when aspecs are discussing ways aspecs experience human connections, or why they may choose to do things that society does not understand, the fp bond was included.
Some aroace people may do something as casual as becoming roommates with their fp (I have personality disorders where the people experience extreme fear or high anxiety in mind, to make things like grocery shopping easier)
Some aroace people may do something as serious as getting married to their fp, because they feel like they genuinely could not live without their fp and want the commitment, tax benefits, and other perks of getting married (like making a big deal about the wedding instuff)
Both of these are valid and deserving of acceptance. Aspecs may be a marginalized group, but that doesn’t change the fact that pwPDs are also just as marginalized (if not more, since society stigmatizes pwPDs). This is why Awareness, discussions, and acceptance of intersectionality between being aspec and having a PD is essential for aspec pwPDs.
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ittakesrain · 2 years
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Good morning ✨🌤☁️
7:54am | Wednesday 08.10.22
Things to do:
- finish packing for trip
- go to moms to pick up baby’s swim vest
- finish that last bit of work
- leave around 11
- read in the car !
- nephew time ❤︎
Yesterday I was running some errands. I went to the dollar store, party city, and the craft stores (we’re planning a surprise for someone and I’m crazy and need everything done asap). And it was so nice because in each store, I had a nice interaction with other customers. And it reminded me that even though I’ve been more introverted lately, I’m still ME and I still get energy from social interactions. I love love love human connection and relating to the other people who walk this earth and are a part of this life with me.
🫐☁️📘🦢🦕▫️🦋🤍🧢
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wickedzeevyln · 21 days
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The Gift of Happiness for Self
These feet cannot run the way it could, up a hill, or leap over puddles, or over the doubts that I know harbor. I’m weary, not of my age, but seeking happiness from people. In the beginning, whenever I’m staggering in the dark, and I find my throat tightening around the air I breathe for lofting heavy thoughts I trawled throughout my day, my feet took me to people for solace but as time wore on,…
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joebustillos · 2 months
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The Religion of Rhythm 
Intro: Written in the late 1980s/early 1990s, I hit upon something that I discovered back in the days when I taught aerobics. Yeah, that was more than a life-time ago. There’s something healing and medicinal to be bathed in rhythms. It’s something to meditate on in our overly busy world. Enjoy. 2024-03-07. Doheny State Beach, Dana Point by Cliff Wassmann I knew a painfully quiet, tall thin…
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hopepunk-humanity · 9 months
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Maggie the poet
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thechekhov · 7 months
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ah, childhood.
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thunkdeep · 5 months
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The Science of Love: Navigating Relationships Through Experimentation
Join us on a journey through 'The Science of Love.' We explore the complex world of relationships through a unique blend of emotional intelligence and psychological experimentation, offering a fresh perspective on how we connect, bond, and navigate the...
Introduction: Welcome to ThinkTank Theorium’s latest deep dive: “The Science of Love.” Ever thought about love as an experiment? Yeah, you heard me right. We’re not just talking sweet nothings and candlelit dinners. We’re diving into how experimentation and a bit of psychological savvy can help us navigate the complex seas of relationships. So, strap in, and let’s explore the love lab, ThinkTank…
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hungryyoungpoet · 6 months
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"The Uncertainty Principle"
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Change is a constant companion in life, much like the ebb and flow of tides. Recently, I found myself pondering the Uncertainty Principle, a concept from physics that surprisingly resonates with the dynamics of human relationships. As I spent time looking into this idea, a simple truth surfaced: the real challenge isn't change itself.
What is the Uncertainty Principle?
Proposed by Werner Heisenberg, the Uncertainty Principle states that we cannot precisely know both the position and momentum of a particle simultaneously. In simpler terms, the more we know about one aspect, the less we know about the other. Similarly, in relationships, the more we focus on controlling or resisting change, the less we're able to stop the inevitable --- growth and evolution.
Embracing Individual Growth
Individual growth is a fundamental aspect of any healthy relationship. Just as particles explore their own trajectories, partners in a relationship need space to evolve independently. This doesn't mean drifting apart but rather allowing each other to bloom and bring newfound richness to the connection.
Aligning Trajectories
While individual growth is crucial, aligning trajectories is the key to a lasting connection. Communication becomes the guiding force, ensuring that both partners are aware of the changes within themselves and who they aspire to be. This shared awareness fosters a bond that can withstand the uncertainties that life throws our way.
From Quantum Physics to Human Bonds
In my own journey, I realized the problem isn't change. It is whether you both change in the same direction. Embracing the uncertainty in relationships, akin to the quantum dance of particles, involves acknowledging that each person is on their unique path. It's about finding a shared rhythm amidst the fluctuations of life.
As I reflect on the details, I've come to appreciate that change is not the adversary. Instead, it's a constant force that propels us forward. The whole point lies in the choice to navigate this change together, ensuring that, like particles in the quantum space, we move in harmony rather than chaos.
Change is Inevitable, Alignment is a Choice
The Uncertainty Principle offers valuable insights into the balance of change within relationships. Embracing individual growth while aligning trajectories is the key to navigating the uncertainties of life together. For sure, there are more parallels between physics and human connections that are yet to be explored. However, I find solace in the idea that love and understanding can thrive even in the face of uncertainty, much like particles in the quantum realm.
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goldensunset · 5 months
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i love comparing pokédex entries for the same mon between different games bc almost all of them will be very brief, matter-of-fact, purely scientific without any first person pronouns or personal information about the author. and then you get to the legends arceus entries and laventon’s writing stuff like ‘ngl i still don’t understand this species’ ‘i tried petting this pokémon once and it bit me’ ‘i live in fear of this thing’ ‘man i miss galar. who said that’
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There's really nothing like finding a piece of creativity made by another human being that just unlocks that piece of your soul that feels like it's just been waiting, like something inside of you takes in a deep breath and sighs with a cavernously grumbling roar, "Finally, we're home."
Like an ancient spirit trapped for thousands of years, being unleashed only at this moment. You know you've found your thing.
You may not have ever known it was there until just then, but when that moment arrives there's a peace and serenity you never knew before and cannot comprehend how you ever lived life without it.
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flintpunks-mind · 1 year
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A co-worker of mine was standing outside with me during a break from customers to share a cigarette with me, and told me about how he had lost his brother that he was close with some years ago. He told me about how they used to be in a band together with some friends, and how ever since he'd died, he hadn't played any music because he'd been too scared and anxious. I told him about how I'd lost my brother to suicide some years ago.
I went home and pulled out an old tiny wooden box my brother had given me before he'd died. I'd been using it to store guitar picks I'd collected over the years, including one guitar pick that used to be his. I haven't played the guitar since he'd died, my hands are too small to play some of the chords, so I play bass and piano instead.
I went to work the next day and gifted my brothers old guitar pick to my co-worker. I told him that it'd been sitting in a box for ten years unused, and would probably sit there for longer if I kept it there. Told him that I thought he deserved to have it, because I bet he could put it to better use than I ever would. Told him I didn't feel like it was coincidence that me and him would cross paths with each other in our lives, and that it seemed suiting that we had these similar experiences but split in two halves. That somehow, I felt like he was meant to have the guitar pick. I told him that I knew he'd not played guitar since his brother died, but that if he ever decided to play again one of these days, maybe he'd be able to honor both of our brothers by using that guitar pick.
He almost cried. He thanked me. Then he went home that night and for the first time in years he played the guitar.
I don't know what the meaning of life is or what my purpose is, but I do believe that love and human connection is one of the most important things in life. It's finding ways to tell strangers you love them and share experiences with others. I think it's all just about love.
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