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theuncolonizedmind
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savitris
Does sunset sometimes look like the sun’s coming up? Do you know what a faithful love is like? You’re crying. You say you’ve burned yourself. But can you think of anyone who’s not hazy with smoke?

Rumi, tr. by Coleman Barks, The Essential Rumi (via savitris)

#love#Rumi
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smokeynas
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yourbigsisnissi

maybe not simply “know your worth” 

but also “know what your happiness is worth” or “know what your sense of self is worth” or “know what your mental health is worth” or “know what your spirit is worth”

#yes
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amaalsdrifting
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asthewindrises
One day that year I was in a small shop where I had bought a dress with a too-long skirt. The shop employed a seamstress who did alterations, and she came in to pin up the skirt on me. I am sure that she was a recent immigrant, a survivor. I remember a short, dark woman wearing heavy glasses, with an accent so foreign I could not understand her words. Something about her presence was very powerful and disturbing to me. After marking and pinning up the skirt, she sat back on her knees, looked up at me, and asked in a hurried whisper: “You Jewish?” Eighteen years of training in assimilation sprang into the reflex by which I shook my head, rejecting her, and muttered, “No.” What was I actually saying “no” to? She was poor, older, struggling with a foreign tongue, anxious; she had escaped the death that had been intended for her, but I had no imagination of her possible courage and foresight, her resistance-I did not see in her a heroine who had perhaps saved many lives, including her own. I saw the frightened immigrant, the seamstress hemming the skirts of college girls, the wandering Jew. But I was an American college girl having her skirt hemmed. And I was frightened myself, I think, because she had recognized me (“It takes one to know one,” my friend Edie at Radcliffe had said) even if I refused to recognize myself or her, even if her recognition was sharpened by loneliness or the need to feel safe with me. But why should she have felt safe with me? I myself was living with a false sense of safety. There are betrayals in my life that I have known at the very moment were betrayals: this was one of them. There are other betrayals committed so repeatedly, so mundanely, that they leave no memory trace behind, only a growing residue of misery, of dull, accreted self-hatred. Often these take the form not of words but of silence. Silence before the joke at which everyone is laughing; the anti-woman joke, the racist joke, the anti-Semitic joke. Silence and then amnesia. Blocking it out when the oppressor’s language starts coming from the lips of one we admire, whose courage and eloquence have touched us: She didn’t really mean that; he didn’t really say that. But the accretions build up out of sight, like scale inside a kettle.

Adrienne Rich, Split At The Root (via amaalsdrifting)

#adrienne rich
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honeyrenaissance
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monica-geller

i swear to you every time i catch up with a friend i haven’t seen in a while it’s always like

them: i got a new job beat my personal best in the new york marathon found a man to plant his seed in me so i can carry a child cured carpal tunnel syndrome and became america’s next top model

me: i took a buzzfeed quiz about what kind of plant i am and discovered i’m a bonsai tree

#lmao why is this so accurate
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brutereason
All social things already have politics in them; all people are biased, subjective, and political, whether that’s in favor of dominant ideology or a different one; no one is an outside observer to racial, gender, class, or other hierarchies; there are always social structures even when you don’t know about them (just like your own language has grammar even if you’ve never learned any). The status quo is politics, and it’s important to point this out.

Invisible Politics | Secular Woman (via sociolab)

#Objectivity is a myth
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loveyourchaos
As a doctor, let me tell you what self-love does: It improves your hearing, your eyesight, lowers your blood pressure, increases pulmonary function, cardiac output, and helps wiring the musculature. So, if we had a rampant epidemic of self-love then our healthcare costs would go down dramatically. So, this isn’t just some little frou-frou new age notion, oh love yourself honey. This is hardcore science.

Dr. Christiane Northrop

Hungry for Change

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