January 2012
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someone drop me a line. →
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confusion and inadequacy.
currently suffering from the both of these.
confusion: not sure what i’m going with my life after JVC this year. i though i had my mind made up, but then i finally got an email response from a volunteer program in Rwanda. very, very promising and appealing.
inadequacy: the most simplest things i do are always being corrected.
hmmph.
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just what i needed.
facebook’d my adriennemae.
she commented.
i commented.
i flip tabs to go to tumblr, and have two notifications:
she reblogged a screen-cap of our convo a few days ago that i posted.
she messaged me.
just made my month, warmed my heart, and brought a genuine smile to my face.
wondering what a best friend was supposed to be like? look to her.
oh how i miss her.
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“Heartbreak opens onto the sunrise
For even breaking is opening
And I am...”
– poem from “Pariah”
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“Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.”
– Rumi (via pandacake)
“You see, some things I can teach you. Some you learn from books. But there...”
– A Thousand Splendid Suns (via sweetnush)
“The secret of health for both mind and body is not to mourn for the past, nor to...”
– Buddha (via soul-surfer)
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it's all the people.
my light is for you, because of you. my light shines bright, but know it’s because of you, and you, and you, and you, and you, and you…
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a reflection.
i have been thinking about Jamaica a lot lately.
i have no idea what the trigger was that unleashed this flood of memories from my time there.
i miss it so very much.
i miss the food, the music, the culture.
i miss the carefree atmosphere.
i miss the farm, the stream, the pavilion, the sugar cane.
i miss the school children from kingston, as they’d come home from school and play...
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“It is love that holds everything together,
and it is the everything also.”
– Rumi (via fuckyeahrumi)
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the love makes me speechless.
went to Freedom House to celebrate January birthdays at 1:30pm
it was supposed to be from 2:00-3:00pm.
didn’t start until almost 4:00pm—typical.
stayed until 6:45pm.
spent about three hours dancing and singing to classic American rock songs (e.g. “Born In The USA”, “Stairway to Heaven”, “Hey Jude”, some Jimi Hendrix, etc.), followed by our House...
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nostalgia.
whenever i hear or listen to Bob Marley, i am so vividly brought back to my time in Jamaica. i miss it so much. the beauty. the culture. the atmosphere. the people. all of it.
“I wish I could show you when you are lonely or in darkness the astonishing light...”
– Hafiz (via colourmegreenwich)
ॐChange is the only constant ॐ
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every ending is a new beginning.
just finished reading “Notes from My Travels: Visits with Refugees in Africa, Cambodia, Pakistan and Ecuador” by Angelina Jolie.
working at Freedom House, i felt a rather strong connection to Jolie’s emotions and feelings felt towards/regarding her time with refugees.
alas, i now feel compelled to do something. something big for Freedom House.
so i sent a few emails this...
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in a weird place.
got some words of inspiration?
do share…please?
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