Again last night I had that strange dream where everything was just how it seemed where concerns about the world getting warmer the people thought they were just being rewarded for treating as they’d like to be treated for obeying stop signs and curing diseases for mailing letters with the address of the sender now we can swim any day in November
It’s been ungodly warm for late November in Vermont, so I just had to.
Now that I am internalizing how fleeting this all is, now that I realized how much I love my little life here and how charmed it is and how soon it is all about to go away, I love even the little things.
Suddenly working my butt off in the library at 10 pm on a Tuesday next to a few good friends who are doing the same seems kind of special and fantastic.
I am appreciative. I am happy. It, this, is enough.
I want to put more weight on the good things. I feel like I’ve been struggling this semester, but out of some of the hardest things came the best words said, and out of the struggle I’m finding my way.
I need to stop focusing on the messy bits and start focusing on the good ones. They are what matter, anyway.
Life is not so tragic. I don’t want to make it feel like it is, especially when there is so much to feel good about.
“The political task, in a time of cloture and danger, is to try to open up what is enclosed, to try to think thoughts that stretch and extend fixed patterns of insistence.”—Identity/Difference by William Connolly, p. 59
“When you do something noble and beautiful and nobody noticed, do not be sad. For the sun every morning is a beautiful spectacle and yet most of the audience still sleeps.”—John Lennon (via sidratulmuntaha)
This list is stil a work in progress, but I really wanted to get it posted. I have either read parts of/all of the texts below or they have been recommended to me. Please reblog and add your own suggestions to the list. Each time someone adds something new, I’ll go back…
Freedom: I spend a lot of time thinking about oppression, but I don’t want to undermine my appreciation for the freedom I have. It is so much more than many people have.
Progress: While I do criticize what is often called progress, I have so many opportunities that my grandmothers did not have, and I’m thankful for how far we’ve come.
My college experience: by this I mean to encompass my education, my mental stimulation, coming into my own and having a damn good time. I lead a charmed life. There was a time when I never thought I’d have such a life, when I’d get to be this happy.
Family & friends: of course this. I am blessed with the most wonderful, loving people in my life. I am so incredibly lucky. I am so thankful.
And also, books, music, the ocean, mountains, snow, sunshine and so much else. I am so fortunate, and I am so thankful.
I've been thinking a lot about the societal demand that women be skinny...
I know that there are many aspects to it, but lately I’ve been thinking about how part of it has to do with telling women that they literally ought not to take up too much space. And I think women feel this… I think the feeling of needing to be skinny is often deeply tied to feeling like one shouldn’t take up too much space.
It goes hand in hand with socially entrenched ideas about how women aren’t supposed to be loud or “make a fuss.” Women are to behave. We’re to be quiet and demure. God forbid we have an opinion and be loud about it.
I just… I think it’s all so oppressive. No matter what your gender, you have a right just as much as anyone else to assert your presence and take up space and cause a fuss. You are allowed to be big, both literally and figuratively.
For a long time, women — importantly, as well as non-whites, as well as immigrants, as well as any gender identity that is not male from birth, as well as those with any sexual preference that is not heterosexual — have been socialized and scared into not asserting our presence in the world. And I refuse to do it anymore.
I’ve felt it in my own life, as I have often had strong opinions and beliefs about things, but I’ve shrunk away from speaking them loudly because I hate conflict and it made me uncomfortable. But I’m not scared to speak out for what I believe in anymore. I refuse to stay quiet and small because I’ve been socialized into thinking that’s what women ought to do.
I think that all movements start from personal revolutions, and I just want to encourage all people who have ever felt like they’ve been told they aren’t allowed to be loud and big and assert themselves to emancipate themselves from that kind of oppressive ideology.
“Your journey has molded you for your greater good, and it was exactly what it needed to be. Don’t think that you’ve lost time. It took each and every situation you have encountered to bring you to the now. And now is right on time.”—Asha Tyson (via longlivejava)