Folks are usually about as happy as they make their minds up to be.
music; chime; note; vocal or instrumental sounds (or both) combined in such a way as to produce beauty of form, harmony, and expression of emotion.
Etymology: Russian музыка.
Black is modest and arrogant at the same time. Black is lazy and easy - but mysterious. But above all black says this: ‘I don’t bother you - don’t bother me
What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indifferent middle age.
Sylvia Plath (via classicalconditioning)
Every single time this quote crosses my dash, I just want to rip out my hair. I don’t know what it is - she was fully entitled to her feelings and her responses to her life. It’s not Plath, it’s the fact that this circulates at all here - that the reblogging of it constitutes - to this well-educated, brilliantly promising, fading into indifferent middle age woman - a kind of de facto agreement that all those things do, in fact, equal uselessness. I’m doing my damnedest to find other ways of measuring myself besides the promise of my past, because it doesn’t always work out, but I’m not all that keen on the idea that that necessarily makes everything - makes me - useless. It makes life not what I had anticipated - there’s a difference, huge to my mind.
This isn’t aimed at anyone in particular (and certainly not the person I reblogged it from!) - it’s just me kind of not going quietly into the night. She never made it to middle age, and so all of this - like the (as I perceive it) reblogging of it - is just a nameless terror that this is as good as it gets - this, now, 17 or 23 or 31. That anything much older is just a slow slide into uselessness and redundancy and pointlessness. And I struggle with this every day, especially since my father passed away at such a (relatively) young age. And I refuse to accept that I’m useless because the present or the future aren’t necessarily what I thought they might be in the past. That I’m useless because I’m “fading out into an indifferent middle age.” I choose to hope that the best is yet to come, when I’ve mellowed a little more, when my perspective has grown even more expansive, when my experiences become a rich tapestry of their own - both the light and the dark threads, the worn-out holes and the still-glittering gold bits.
She might have gotten there too, had she lived. She didn’t, so I guess I’m here to say in her place, there’s more to life than just the hopes and promises of youth.
What is this place?
What is time?
What is space?
Matter, and mass, matter has mass, does mass have matter…?
…of course it does, what kind of question is that?
To some sense I suppose anyway. What people consider real, is usually very empty, they just don’t realize it yet. But like a tree, the wonder lies in the seed. In how it all began, and how it grows to be what it is today. A giant of reality, a survivor of the test of the earth.
Grow, trade in your green smooth skin for tough,
wind bitten bark, and you shall stand where most things fall.
Be what you want to be.
Stop letting others tell you what you can and can’t do.
Be what you want to be.
Chinese doctors bowing down to a 11 year old boy diagnosed with brain cancer who managed to save several lives by donating his organs to the hospital he was being treated in shortly before his death.
Honor. Dignity. Respect.
Turns out what doesn’t kill you really does make you stronger.
At the age of 23, Alan Lock, a junior officer in the British Royal Navy, began to experience impaired vision. An eye test revealed he had macular degeneration and would be legally blind within a month.
The Royal Navy had no choice but to discharge Lock from his post—one that he had dreamed of since he was a child. Forced to give up on his career, Lock refused to give up on life and set his mind on a new goal and became the first legally blind person to row a boat across the Atlantic Ocean. He later became the first blind person to trek across Antarctica and the first blind person to run the Marathon de Sables in the Sahara. In addition to setting world records, he’s raised thousands of dollars for worthy charities and become a worldwide inspiration.
We all love an amazing comeback story; especially those about someone who recovered from a horrible event that caused them to re-think their entire worldview and purpose and emerged astonishingly successful. Psychologists David B. Feldman and Lee Daniel Kravets call these individuals “supersurvivors.” In their bookSupersurvivors: The Surprising Link Between Suffering and Success they argue there are common characteristics of those who are able to turn a traumatic event into a personal success story.
Although the authors are careful to point out they aren’t advocating trauma, they say these individuals are extreme examples of tapping into the resilient nature that lies within all of us. Whether overcoming a traumatic event such as a sudden loss of eyesight or a minor setback such as losing a key client at work, Feldman and Kravets say there are four key traits that make supersurvivors so resilient that we can all learn from: