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Friday the 13th

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you were meant to see this post. this post showed up on your screen for a reason. you are loved. whatever issue you may be going through right now, whether it be school or family or love, it will pass. it will pass, and you will be okay in the end. you will survive this.

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this may be a hard pill to swallow for some people but like. 90% of the fires in australia wouldn’t be happening right now if people had just fucking listened to indigenous peoples

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saw something talking about how not all boundries will be positively serving you and 🤯🤯🤯 okey

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She looks divine!! LOVE 👏🏾 TO 👏🏾 SEE 👏🏾 IT

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Darryl for most underappreciated character

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Signs of a healthy argument:

You’ve taken the time beforehand to think about what your goal is (Are you trying to be right? Or are you trying to understand each other?)

You do your best to not hurt each other with your words, because you’re trying to understand each other.

You address your feelings without accusing each other (“I feel ___ when ___ happens”…. NOT “You never ____!”) because no one likes being accused. Even if it’s an accurate accusation.

You verbally remind each other that you’re arguing for the sake of understanding each other, and NOT just to be right/stir up some drama/take out frustration.

You both listen to each other’s points. Listen fully. Express your thoughts fully.

The argument finishes with you both feeling respected.

Ideally you come away with 1) a compromise/decision, 2) a better understanding of each other, 3) (ideally) more love and respect for each other.

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ok but I literally cannot emphasize the fact enough that you will be put through the same lessons over and over again until you learn them!!!! be conscious, recognize patterns!!! you won’t grow and things won’t change until you make the effort to do so

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Avatar Mountain, Zhangjiajie, China by Robynne Hu

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the tumblr app after a new update

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I grew up hearing the phrase “you never stick with anything, what’s the point” a lot. I’ve always been attracted towards seemingly disconnected interests, and gone through phases of being really into something. But eventually my interest would fade and I would move onto something else. 

Or at least that’s always how it’s been phrased for me, by others. Now I realize that my interest for the old thing didn’t fade so much as my interest for something new outshined it, and that’s vastly different. 

I was always made to feel bad about it, with every abandoned endeavour I was told I needed to stop starting things if I wasn’t going to stick with them. I was told I was wasting time and money picking up these random interests and abandoning them after a year. 

So eventually, I stopped picking things up. I told myself “what’s the point, I’m going to give up in a year anyway”. Even worse, I started dismissing every new interest, because I had no way of knowing if my interest was “real” enough or just another passing phase. I stopped trying new things, I stopped looking up stuff that piqued my curiosity, and having chronic depression made it really easy to leave everything on the dirty floor of neglected ideas. The more they piled up, the more depressing it was. All these things that could be nice, but I just can’t take care of them. 

I realize now how bullshit that kind of thinking is. So what if I stopped doing karate after a year? That’s one more year of karate than most people I know. And in that year I learned discipline, I learned to listen to a teacher, something I had never done before in all my years of private education. I learned the true meaning of respect, that it’s something you do out of faith at first and maintain as it’s reciprocated, not something you do blindly and regardless of how you’re treated. 

It gave me the foundation for the determination and grounding I needed to practice yoga. Another year. Not enough to be good at it maybe, but again a year more than most people I know and a year that is not lost, but gained. I learned balance, I learned to listen to my body, I learned how to let go of emotional tightness through physical stretching. 

And then iaido, only a few weeks because I couldn’t afford to keep going. The year of yoga I had done a couple years previous had given me a better starting point than the other newcomers to the class. I already had balance, I had strength in my legs and I had better posture. In those months I learned the importance of precision, the true definition of efficacy, the zen state that is incessant repetition. 

Did I practice long enough to get good at iaido, and yoga, and karate? No. Of course not. It takes years to become proficient and decades to master any of those things, but I learned other skills and those skills were an invaluable part of my growth both spiritually and emotionally. Likewise for my forays into painting, sewing, graphic design, film. I’m a photography student now heading into my second year of school, and every single second of practice I have in those other disciplines has given me more experience in those areas and made learning easier. 

Skills carry over. They intersect and connect in ways that are sometimes unexpected. Nothing is ever lost, experience is never a waste of time or worthless or stupid. Allow your focus to wander, reflect on what you learn, and consider how you can keep using it in other aspects of your life. Stop telling people their interests aren’t worth their time.