I love that you keep bringing me into your world.
Misty Relos
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Memory works better when we slow down, notice on purpose, connect information to something meaningful, and practice pulling it back out. 1. Three-Thing Recall Pause a few times a day and intentionally notice 3 things.Then later, try to recall those 3 things without looking at notes. 2. Repeat and Restate When someone says something important, repeat it back in your own words. Example: “So you want me to call […]
Let me all the way inlet me past the surfacelet me feel the exact shape of youlet me know you without translationlet me close the gap for one second. That’s part of what love does. It makes the distance between us feel both more miraculous and more intolerable. On one hand, DAMN, I can know you this much at all. And on the other hand, FUCK, why can’t I […]
We keep thinking our current view of things is the structure of reality and the universe itself. We get taught and come up with myths, categories, labels, and certainty because they help us orient but then we get arrogant and start forcing those views as the final, absolute truth instead of just temporary, provisional containers. Then when something new comes along like a different way of life, a new […]
a Misty Mindfulness Moment Get yourself situated in whatever way feels the least annoying. Sit down.Lie down.Curl up like a little creature.Wrap yourself in a blanket if you want. We don’t need perfect posture.We don’t need to pretend to be enlightened.We don’t need to pretend to be serene. Just be here. Take a breath in.Let it out. You do not need to become calm immediately.You do not need to […]
Our sense of self changes as we go through life. It is not just something you find once and keep forever. Sometimes we coast by or get so stuck in survival that we forget what matters to us. We start feeling disconnected from ourselves and wonder what the heck happened. These questions are meant to help us notice ourselves more clearly and begin teasing out the noise that keeps […]
reality is not the enemy of imagination if reality itself doesn’t move, then the fantasy eventually hits a wall
If I somehow find one daythat my heart stopped and gave waythen would I feel free and flyor would I just vanish and die Would I ever feel anything againor would it all be erased in the end?Sometimes that feels feels better insidewhen nothing else seems to feel alive.
Where is the part where one breaksIt’s the part that makes you feelThat the fog has liftedAnd all that it revealsAnd what do you do when you arrive to the truth?Do you take it onAnd make it work in a way for you?Or do you fall and let go of all the threadsOr do you build cages all around you instead?
Love = being received.Mindfulness = receiving yourself.Therefore… mindfulness is an act of love. I still believe in the true kind of loveif they won’t give it, then I willto me and to everyone who chooses to stay
Suffering doesn’t disappear when you avoid itit just moves. It gets handed to whoever has the least power to refuse itor the most integrity to hold it. Then everyone calls that person the problem. That is scapegoating.
they tried to define me by their own limits i will never decide who someone is before knowing themand even after knowing them,i will never cage them in that role
Nothingness is the collapse of meaning and coherence
i don’t know where i’ll beas i walk and crawl through the voidnobody ever held my handand loved me enough through the noise i don’t know where this all leadsbut all the other roads were gonethere was nothing left to graspunless i made one on my own
Even Pinocchioa puppet made of woodhad someone who believed in himbefore he ever proved himself. Someone who wanted him to be real.Someone who longed for his joywho risked everything to find him when he got lost. I never had a Geppetto.Not anyone who looked at me Not one who said I already matter.Not one who said I choose youNot one who said I believe you Instead everyone doubted meDismissed meUsed […]
if i must walk aloneso that i may be freethat will be the price to payto survive to even breathe if i must suffer in silenceso that others can continue to flythen my love will be the painso others don’t even have to try
THIS ISN’T OKAY AND I’M DONE PRETENDING THAT IT IS I’M SURROUNDED BY SYSTEMSTHAT ACT LIKE THEY’RE IN CHARGEBUT CAN’T EVEN FUNCTION it’s disgustingi am so over iti am so sick of it mindless incompetence is insanemindless ignorance is brutalmindless numbing rots it has no place in a world that evolves
not enforcing neutrality in the face of harmemotional reactions to oppression are validhelp people locate power in themselves, not just in systemsoffer healing that doesn’t require obedience to the broken rules listenvalidatename real thingshelp people feel less alone
LOLOLOL CAN YOU IMAGINE IF WE ACTUALLY PASTED HER ON THE SIDE OF THE FUCKING MOOON LMFAOOOO WE ASTRONAUT NOW.WE GALAXY-TRASHED THE MOON.WE NEVER COMING DOWN. CUSSING. IS. CLINICALLY. BACKED. BITCH. NEUROSCIENCE SAID:Swearing activates the amygdala and triggers a mild fight-or-flight response, releasing adrenaline and increasing pain tolerance. LINGUISTICS SAID:Profanity functions as a linguistic intensifier and emotional regulator, enabling us to externalize distress without resorting to violence. PSYCHOLOGY SAID:People […]
there is no end to where you and i beginthe infinite climbbecause we were never meant to be separate