What can I say? I eat. I breathe. I read. I sing. Usually all at once... it's very sloppy. I drink too much coffee, "quit" smoking far too many times, and have an issue with forgiving far too easily. My face-to-face social skills are slightly lacking, but I can put anything down in writing. I dislike conflict. I prefer to watch more often than participate.

I just want to get it right. You know... that whole living thing? I'm working on it. Day by day, piece by piece. I'm actually starting to see the full puzzle now. Who knows? Maybe one day I'll have it finished... but then I guess that means I'll probably be dead...

 

: I am every single one

j3551c4:

1. May be strong willed independent thinkers who prefer to do their own thing rather than comply with authority figures/parents

2. Have a wisdom and level of caring beyond their youthful experience

3. Traditional Parenting and discipline strategies don’t appear effective with these children. If…

Lesbians and Marijuana: To the person that sent me a question asking what an indigo child is...

lesbiansandmarijuana:

I accidentally deleted your question but I’ll answer it here.
An indigo child is basically certain children born after the year 1978 that make up 1-2% of the world’s population. For these children; absolute authority, the kind with no choices, negotiation, or input from them does not sit well….

newlife84216:

I am that I am

A kindred spirit

Upon the path

Actualizing life

In a quandary of realization

Of a body mind and spirit symphony

Fostered in the self of the self

Finding my way in a sojourn

Into sustainability

Fostering the blossoming of the heart

Through the mastery of

The love of the love within

Creating a life that reflects your values and satisfies your soul is a rare achievement. In a culture that relentlessly promotes avarice and excess as the good life, a person happy doing his own work is usually considered an eccentric, if not a subversive. Ambition is only understood if it’s to rise to the top of some imaginary ladder of success. Someone who takes an undemanding job because it affords him the time to pursue other interests and activities is considered a flake. A person who abandons a career in order to stay home and raise children is considered not to be living up to his potential-as if a job title and salary are the sole measure of human worth. You’ll be told in a hundred ways, some subtle and some not, to keep climbing, and never be satisfied with where you are, who you are, and what you’re doing. There are a million ways to sell yourself out, and I guarantee you’ll hear about them.

Bill Watterson (via mikekarnell)

At one magical instant in your early childhood, the page of a book—that string of confused, alien ciphers—shivered into meaning. Words spoke to you, gave up their secrets; at that moment, whole universes opened. You became, irrevocably, a reader.

Alberto Manguel (via thelifeofabookjunky)

We are the generation of nostalgia. We grew up in the age of transition. From hand-written letters to electronic mails. From film to digital. We were fascinated by new things, neglecting the way we spend our afternoons. Cupcakes and tea. Play-Doh and Polly Pockets. Young and naive. Technology completely changed the way we waited and we grew up too fast. The simple things in life seems more meaningful now. We grew up in the age of transition and have become the generation of nostalgia.

This is the best/truest thing I’ve read in so long (via thesleepingfawn)

But this explains the 90s kids

(via thebbcisslowlykillingme)

(Source: kistybelle)

When you look at a beautiful sunrise, sunset, lonely light on the water, a marvelously beautiful face, or a flower dancing with the wind— at that moment, you get truly connected with the world. At that moment, true happiness is unfolded in your heart. That happiness is beauty.

Dr. Vasant Lad, one of the worlds foremost experts in Ayurveda

underthecarolinamoon:

The biggest gift you can give your munchkins is spending time with them—exploring, appreciating, and instilling within them a love for the great outdoors. 

underthecarolinamoon:

The biggest gift you can give your munchkins is spending time with them—exploring, appreciating, and instilling within them a love for the great outdoors. 

shredsandpatches:

poorshadowspaintedqueens:

From the paper I gave for the Societas Fontibus Historiae Medii Aevi Inveniendis, vulgo dicta, “The Pseudo Society” at this year’s International Medieval Congress in Kalamazoo, Michigan.

The abstract I sent in last September is as follows:

In light of the recent archaeological excitement surrounding the possibly exhumed remains of King Richard III, it seems an appropriate time to settle the question once and for all: What happened to the Princes in the Tower?

            This paper proposes a new theory—based on several peculiar bits of marginalia found in copies of Robert Fabyan’s Newe Chronicles of England and France and several other annals from the late fifteenth and early sixteenth centuries—that fully exonerates the late, lamented Richard and explains how two young boys were able to vanish into thin air from the Tower of London. It also explains why, some thirty years later, the also late lamented Saint Thomas More found himself unable to complete his History of King Richard III; in short, what he discovered was too dangerous to reveal to the world, and he chose instead to leave his satirical masterpiece forever paused in the middle of a sentence.

             They say the greatest trick the Devil played was convincing the world he did not exist. It turns out aliens work the same way.

The marginalia is the work of the wonderfully talented toadvineandtaylor. (She has an Etsy shop! You should buy her stuff!)

This was an awesome, awesome paper. :D

I hope Chandler saw this…

It’s a barefoot kind of day… #barefoot #tattoo

It’s a barefoot kind of day… #barefoot #tattoo

First cicada we have found!! #17yearcicadas

First cicada we have found!! #17yearcicadas