If you’re feeling small today I dare you to sit up straighter, look someone who scares you directly in the eye, take up room at the dinner table, make yourself bigger, when ‘sorry’ laps at the back of your tongue, tries to pick up after you, remind yourself that your existence doesn’t demand an apology, that you are allowed to make mess and take up space, do not be afraid to expand. Every single goddamn minute. Expand, expand, expand
What happens is right for me, whether or not it is good.
John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent (via hellyesjohnsteinbeck)
My friend Campbell, who’s as fond of her two sisters as I am of my siblings, put it this way: “With a friend, I have to be more articulate. With my sisters, I can be my most primal self: inarticulate, childishly emotional. I’ll have a fight with my sister and say, ‘O.K., I know we’re in a fight, but I need your advice on something,’ and we can just put the fight on hold. They’re the only people in the world you can be your worst self with and they’ll still accept you.”
Vulnerability sounds like truth and feels like courage. Truth and courage aren’t always comfortable, but they’re never weakness.
So many people glorify and romanticize “busy”. I do not. I value purpose. I believe in resting in reason and moving in passion. If you’re always busy/moving, you will miss important details. I like the mountain. Still, but when it moves, lands shift and earth quakes.
The mediocre teacher tells. The good teacher explains. The superior teacher demonstrates. The great teacher inspires.
You can’t calm the storm…so stop trying. What you can do is calm yourself. The storm will pass.
This is one more piece of advice I have for you: don’t get impatient. Even if things are so tangled up you can’t do anything, don’t get desperate or blow a fuse and start yanking on one particular thread before it’s ready to come undone. You have to realize it’s going to be a long process and that you’ll work on things slowly, one at a time.
In order to know something, you need to turn away from it. You can’t live in it all the time and know it, because what you’ve done then is you’ve had your perceptions reduced to a kind of myopia that is whatever you need to get through the day. You won’t know what something is until you’ve left it.
That’s when you know for sure somebody loves you. They figure out what you need and they give it to you, without you asking.
Body, like the mountain
Heart, like the ocean
Mind, like the sky.
And now we welcome the new year, full of things that have never been.
Rainer Maria Rilke (via ericmortensen)