Seek, see, love and do

A beautiful friend of mine found the following on Facebook and linked me to it… I think she could tell how fully I can relate, and I love her all the more for knowing my soul inside out:

I would rather pass my days lying in the middle of dirt roads, staring at the full moon with a bottle of summer red in my palms.

I would rather have kids when it suits me, not when society expects or throws shoulds.

I would rather live in a hammock on a beach for six months, and write like my soul means it.

I would rather be horribly broke at times, than married to a job because a mortgage payment has my ass on a hook.

I would rather own moments, than investments.

I would rather swim naked with bio-luminescence, have it fall like fireflies from my hair, my breasts, my back.

I would rather do handstands naked in the moonlight when no one’s watching than pick bridesmaid dresses.

I would rather drink seven year old rum from a sandy bottle, smell of smoke and ash than sit in church.

I would rather learn from life than rack up debt, in a desk.

I would rather drink the ocean, again and again—celebrate being madly alive.

I would rather my love be defined by love itself, and nothing more or less.

I would rather take the chicken bus, than spend useless money in safe gated communities. Sit beside a goat, listen to raggaeton and eat green mango with sugar in a plastic bag sold from the woman who harasses the bus each time it stops.

I do not need a degree to prove that I am intelligent.

I do not need to own a piece of earth with some wood on top of it—to feel successful. No one truly owns the land, anyway—we just think we do.

I will take a job I love and freedom over a pension, any day.

I will not work and work and work to live when my body is old and I am tired.

Stocks are for people who get boners from money.

Not everyone should have kids, and my eggs aren’t expiring.

I will not drink the societal Kool-Aid on a bus, nor will I drink it on a train.

Not on a plane, with a goat, in the rain, in the dark, in a tree, with a fox, in a box!

I will not jump through societies’ hoops and red tape, the treasure hunt in the rat race we chase.

If we must have milestones—mine will be measured by how much joy I have collected at the end of each day and how often in this life I have truly, deeply, opened.

Seek, see, love, do.

– Janne Robinson, Author

More on Janne here: https://www.facebook.com/jannerobinsonauthor/ and here: http://www.jannerobinson.com/

What an inspiring woman! 🙂 Thanks Janne!

Inspirational women: Mary “Mother” Jones, 1830-1930

I saw one quote from Mary “Mother” Jones, and I had to read more on this amazing woman, especially as I feel that I can relate very much to the quote:

“I am an organizer, an agitator and an aggravator. I act because I love humanity.”

Mary Harris “Mother” Jones, 1905

Some of her other quotes are pretty damn motivating as well, and you can see how she could have riled up the authorities with her opinions and “fight not flight” attitude to life:

http://www.motherjonesmuseum.org/information/quotes/

For more info on Mary “Mother” Jones:

http://www.biography.com/people/mother-jones-9357488#synopsis

http://www.motherjonesmuseum.org/

It is wonderful to know that there are so many inspiring ladies in history – it just takes one a bit longer to find them, as they are not celebrated quite so much as men.

After all, it is said that, “History is written by the victors” – and men have been the “victors” for a couple thousand years now.

I believe it’s time to give men a break, let them take a back seat, and put their legs up – learn to meditate and understand that they do not need to be aggressive or preempt aggression with aggression.

#wishfulthinking

Note: I am completely aware that not all men are of the same ilk, or women for that matter… I am making a generalisation based on the majority of incidents throughout history.

childhood discoveries

childhood discoveries

childhood discoveries

I started drawing again… I forgot how therapeutic it is, even if just scribbles. It reminds me that there are depths to myself I have forgotten, or lost along the way.

How many things we are capable of doing when we are young but that we then forget as we grow older, as we succumb to this ideal of society, of being mature, responsible, of being an adult?

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WE ARE SURVIVORS

WE ARE SURVIVORS

I really enjoy the World Food Programme’s (WFPs) “Stories”- not only are there some beautiful yet heart breaking images, but also real people’s stories as well as the facts about the situations that many people are currently facing across entirely different countries, for entirely different reasons, worldwide.

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When girls make all the difference… for other girls

When girls make all the difference… for other girls

When my younger sister, Lilly, first told me that she was going to Palestine, I thought she was nuts… all those images of dead or damaged people, with limbs blown off, and bandages all over the faces, as well as images of children and women screaming, in pain, whether physical or emotional – all those images popped into my head.

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Meditation: Happiness

“One is happy as a result of one’s own efforts, once one knows of the necessary ingredients of happiness: simple tastes, a certain degree of courage, self-denial to a point, love of work, and, above all, a clear conscience. Happiness is no vague dream, of that I now feel certain.”

– George Sand, aka Amantine Lucile Dupin, 1804-1876

Her most widely used quote:

“There is only one happiness in life, to love and be loved.”

George Sand by Charles Louis Gratia (c. 1835)

George Sand Biography