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Spirit Bibilical definition with Cap.
First see how your mind reads it. It was my start to my inspiration and growth in my power within myself.
Th part of a person that is not of the body: the soul: 2. a being who does not have a body: 3 (cap) see Holy Spirit.
A hint that we all carry a spirit regardless of age, gender, size, color , culture or unbelieiving.
I am not here to judge any one or press this on anyone I am just sharing my faith along with my story because with my first daughter I prayed to become pregnant with her and at 14 when i was suppose to commit suicide after smoking weed for the fiorst time in 2013 and I cut my hair the "emo" style for the first time ever in my life and being honest I was suppose to take pills and over dose being real I passed out when the events of my father were haunting me and not feeling any love because at the time my mother needed to tend to her and my brother's life even living with them as a child I was the outcase she let my old step brother Tyler Obrien touch me in my sleep at 410 Old Buras River Road, Buras La and it was December 24 , 2012 and well he was visiting because after his maw maw Dee Dee died in October of 2012 I told him at the funeral in Raceland Louisiana if he wants to talk to his mom about moving down where we were at the time and well next thing I know while down for christmas he touched me I tell my mom his father joked him and well My nanny Denise LcCombe was there , also Robert LcCombe along with Alec LcCombe, Brandon Mccain and well being honest my mother even too up for him as welll.
He went all over Central Lafourche High School saying he had sex with me when I actually gave my virginity to Trey Willyard 02/09/2014 well before he came into my life and we formed a relationship well i went to sleep and had a dream of a love I never felt before. With a child and in the dream she was a girl .
I always struggled with self harm, and suicide attempts.
Well I had my first daughter 06/02/2017 and now she is in the custody of Taylor Vincent and I am greatful because she doesn't have to look at life the same way I did. Now my foster brother Michael Brewer is now hiding from social media as well and reflecting back and seeing shit its hard because being honest I feel blind now as people keep a distance as well as also told my ex boyfriend that I am creating a distance between us for my child because I am mommy and daddy and noone is taking this blessing coming if it doesn't fail like a miscarriage but its my child and I am studying hard in my bible because I do carry alot of sin and made alot of mistakes but I never thought I would see myself carrying a life again I feel happy but terrified.
Ill do better than last time but also I didn't do bad by my last child.
I was abducted and raped .
at the 1210 SE florida drive, in Denham Springs village in motel and well I' ll keep doing what I do as I go on because I am not adding any other stress in my life due to how crazy life is built up.
Now I have two reasons to live well 3. My first born, a little girl I helped be close to her father , and this if fit doesn't fail.
#folk magic#story#inspiring#writer#pregancy#testimony#love#women empowering woman#womens rights#womens voice#louisiana#texas#alaska#california#floirda#georgia#virgini#new york#neveda#florida#new mexica#illonois#tennesee
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Virginie Géo-Rémy (French, 1846-1924): L'Éventail de grand-mère (1886) (via Wikimedia Commons)
#Virginie Géo Rémy#virginie geo remy#women artists#women painters#art#painting#nineteenth century#1880s#for future reference#french painters
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,,,tepat pukul 03.00 pagi, duduk bersilang kaki ditengah asingnya lalu lalang dan bisingnya langkah kaki yang dikejar waktu keberangkatan. Earphone-pemberian gratis- menghantarkan nuansa folk song yang menambah kantuk. Bagai putri malu yang layu, kepala yang melambai sesekali kembali tegak seolah menentang kerja hormon melatoninku atau seratoninku. Yaaa, mereka si-kembar yang bisa membuatmu terlelap dimanapun dan kapanpun tanpa banyak kompromi.
Baru saja aku menjemput sekaligus menghantar seorang teman lama, Dwiasty namanya, sesaat setelah kami saling pamit untuk dia melanjutkan perjalanannya menuju ‘pulang’ ya, rumah; itu maksudku, aku mendapati diriku kembali sendiri ditengah bisingnya kota ini. Mereka meng’istimewa’kan dengan menyebutnya kota metro. Kau dan aku, juga kita tentu setuju dengan sebutan ini.
Aku menuruni anak tangga dengan design bak susunan batu-bata berwarna coklat tua, menambah klasiknya tempat ini. Aku memilih berjalan menyusuri lorong bandara dalam kantuk dan kebingungan, lalu tiba-tiba berbalik arah karena pemandangan di depanku yang semakin sepi menyusul tawaran dari beberapa supir taksi untuk menghantar ‘pulang’ ku. Agak gugup ku-atur langkahku untuk menjauh, hingga akhirnya kutemui seorang petugas kebersihan, juga beberapa orang yang memilih melayani rasa kantuknya pada kursi tunggu yang memanjang, kuhampiri dan memilih duduk dalam jarak dekat, paling tidak untuk menghilangkan rasa gugup dan takutku. Aku membuka obrolan untuk sekedar menanyakan bahwa aku di titik yang tepat untuk menunggu penjemputan transportasi umum, jawaban ‘ya’ yang kudengar membuatku sedikit lega.
Folk song dengan lantunan lirik yang indah, membuat pikiranku tak bisa tidur dan terus berbicara, melantur tentang, mengapa seorang dara-yang belum tentu jelita- memilih berani duduk di sepertiga malam dalam keasingan, jauh dari rumah, jauh dari genggam dan peluk orang-orang tersayang, jauh dari kamar tidur yang nyaman, jauh dari halaman bermain, jauh dari cantiknya mentari yang menyuguhkanmu pagi yang hangat.
Aku bahkan tidak berani untuk meninggalkan bandara, mengingat akan sendiri menyusuri jalan pulang ditengah redupnya lampu kota. Aku terlalu takut, bukan karena akan dimarahi atau mendapat omelan karena budaya timur yang menegaskan bahwa seorang perempuan tidak sepantasnya berkeliaran semalam suntuk hingga subuh. Itu hal yang sangat sepeleh bagiku, mengingat aku dibesarkan bersama konsep didikan yang tidak mengekang, namun diberi kepercayaan besar untukku tumbuh dengan segala batasan tindak tanduk tentang benar dan salah dan aku dengan gagahnya memilih jalanku yang tidak lupa akan nilai-nilai kehidupan. [untuk hal ini, Termakasih banyak buat bapa dan mama]
Tapi rasa takut ini, rasa tidak berani pulang sendirian karena titel perempuanku cukup mengganggu pikiranku. Mengapa? Sebagian dari diriku mengatakan, kamu perlu berjaga-jaga dan berhati-hati karena kamu perempuan. Namun aku kembali tanya, ya kenapa kalau perempuan? Apa yang membuatku harus berjaga-jaga? Sebagian dari diriku kembali menegaskan, kota ini menjadi salah satu kota dengan tingkat kejahatan yang tinggi, [ya setidaknya 2 tahun yang lalu menurut good stats]. Pikirku kembali; ya tidak salahnya harus berhati-hati, jika mengetahui alasan logis ini. Tapi aku kembali berdebat dengan pikiranku, kalau seandainya aku adalah pria, pasti tak ada rasa takut untuk pulang seorang diri ditengah redupnya lampu kota, toh sebentar lagi matahari akan memilih terbit. Ya paling tidak ini berdasarkan pengalamanku sebagai orang yang memiliki dua kakak, yang keduanya adalah pria.
Secara alamiah aku memilih menunggu hingga terang, dan entahlah dari mana munculnya keberanian yang sempat hilang tadi, akhirnya aku sampai pada keputusan untuk pulang.
,,,,tepat pukul 05.30, sebuah mobil-transportasi online-akhirnya menghantarku pulang. Bukannya merasa aman ketika berada dalam mobil, malah rasa takutku kembali muncul, tampak gelisah seorang diri, mengingat jalanan pulang dari bandara masih sangat sepi, namun berusaha tenang dengan menguatkan diri akan langit yang sudah menampakan diri dari balik kaca mobil, sambil kembali menentang kerja hormon melatoninku.
Aku benci pikiranku!
Namun sebagian dari diriku kembali menyuarakan dengan tegas, tiada salahnya kamu tetap berjaga-jaga.
aku dan semua perdebatan dalam diriku
pikirku, aku wanita yang tangguh
aku wanita mandiri yang mampu takhlukan rasa takut demi mimpi-mimpiku
pikirku aku wanita berani yang melesat jauh bak anak panah meninggalkan busur
kadang aku berharap tarikan tali pada busur tak sekencang ini
#perdebatan#budayapatriarki#perempuan#pertempuran#budayatimur#femininity#virgini#gadis#wanita#gender
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Nasce a Torino SUTURA, nuovo spazio che fa dialogare arte contemporanea e benessere
Nasce a Torino SUTURA, nuovo spazio che fa dialogare arte contemporanea e benessere
LO SPAZIO NO PROFIT È UN’IDEA DELL’IMPRENDITRICE TORINESE VIRGINIA MONIACI, PROCURATRICE DI IFT ISTITUTO FISICOTERAPICO DI TORINO, PRIMO CENTRO MEDICO DEL PIEMONTE SPECIALIZZATO IN FISIOTERAPIA: SARÀ VOTATO AL DIALOGO TRA ARTISTI, PERSONALE MEDICO E PAZIENTI “L’arte può contribuire al benessere della persona perché, stimolandone domande e curiosità, ne accresce la consapevolezza interiore”. Con…
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L'eau froide (Olivier Assayas, 1994)
#L'eau froide#Cold Water#Olivier Assayas#Assyas#1994#Virginie Ledoyen#Cyprien Fouquet#kiss#love#hug#hugs#teenagers#faceless
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Forgive me for making yet another post about the French Revolution but one small detail that makes me laugh is when, as things started to go seriously wrong, one of Louis XVI's advisers tried to persuade him & Marie-Antoinette to get away from Paris and wait for things to calm down (the idea was "if you lay low and wait, the newly-created National Assembly will vote something stupid and lose popular support" which was a solid plan honestly.) But he was also like "whatever you do, DO NOT go East or South or people will think you'll get help from other monarchies to restore your power and that won't calm things down"
So the King was advised to flee to Normandy, which... is just a short ferry ride away from another monarchy. But that's completely different since it's England. To be fair to the English, the French monarchy had basically bankrupted itself a few years back to send millions in support of the American revolutionaries because it would be a shame not to take advantage of "perhaps the best opportunity for centuries to come to put England in its place" (actual quote by France's minister of Foreign Affairs in 1777)
—still I love the realistic approach of the King's adviser telling him, Sire you can't go near any of our borders rn, it'll escalate the situation, Parisians will know you're trying to get another country to help. Obviously you can go set up camp right across the sea from England though, that's fine since everyone knows the English wouldn't piss on us if we were on fire¹
¹ Perfidious Albion was like "aw no France is in turmoil and possibly weakened :) a shame :)" exactly like France re: them at the start of the US independence war ² they also thought well these backward french are finally following our glorious example and entering civilisation (parliamentary monarchy) ³ and only when the Girondins started being like "let's spread the French Revolution to the whole universe!!! or at least Belgium" did England finally decide "it's been a while since we last declared war on France actually" (but it was too late for Louis XVI) ⁴ That's not how footnotes work sorry. Trying to make my post look fancier
#autumn is when i read books about my pet century (the 18th)#current one is simone bertière's excellent biography of marie-antoinette which mentions all the above and much more!#i discovered that when she was a prisoner marie-antoinette used paul & virginie as a book cipher to encrypt her letters which made me laugh#i'll be the first to say it but paul & virginie was the Twilight of the 18th century#good on our late austrian queen for finding a use for this boring preachy novel
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Madame Gautreau Drinking a Toast (1882-1883) by John Singer Sargent (1856–1925), oil on panel, 32 × 41 cm, The Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum, Boston
#madame gautreau drinking a toast#john singer sargent#painting#oil on panel#art#fine art#portrait#virginie amélie avegno gautreau#19th century#isabella stewart gardner museum#boston#blue room#my upload
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Virginie Demont-Breton (1859-1935) "A Surprise" (1879)
#paintings#art#artwork#genre painting#female portrait#virginie demont breton#french artist#woman artist#women artists#female artists#portrait of a girl#goat#goats#animals#forest#woods#green#funny#humor#humour#surprise#1870s#late 1800s#late 19th century
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Bye Bye Blondie (2012)
#bye bye blondie#virginie despentes#béatrice dalle#beatrice dalle#soko#emmanuelle béart#emmanuelle beart#pascal greggory#lydia lunch#movie#film#motorhead#motörhead#lemmy kilmister#rock#music#metal
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L'Amour et les Forêts, 2023
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After the bath. Fisherman's wife after bathing her children (1881), by Virginie Demont-Breton
#traditional art#art history#classic art#classical art#oil painting#19th century art#traditional painting#art#art details#art detail#contemporary art#1800s art#20th century art#19th century#artwork#academic art#fine art#modern art#virginie demont-breton#Demont-Breton
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Virginie Efira & Daphné Patakia in "Benedetta"
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Chanel Haute Couture Fall 2024
#Chanel#couture#haute couture#paris fashion week#runway#fashion show#pfw#fashion week#black and white#suit#corduroy#velvet#velvet suit#crystal#swarovski#sparkle#diamonds#detail#blazer#velvet blazer#black velvet#chic#classic#tailoring#virginie viard#fall 2024#✨
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Virginie Eugénie Hautier (French, 1862-1909): Floral still life (via Düsseldorfer Auktionshaus)
#Virginie Eugénie Hautier#Virginie Hautier#women artists#women painters#painting#art#nineteenth century#twentieth century#for future reference#french painters#still life#flowers
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I made the alternative versions of the nightmare critters :p
#poppy playtime#Virginie#Dreamscritters#MaggieMako#MattMako#BabaChops#SimonSmokes#RabieBaby#EasyPeasy#BenHorns#BlissTeen#Touille#Poe#Lee#CocoCrodile#AllisterGator#SallySodden#IckyLicky#NightmareCritters#SmilingCritter#smiling critters#smilingcritters
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L'eau froide (Olivier Assayas, 1994)
#L'eau froide#Cold Water#Olivier Assayas#Assyas#1994#Virginie Ledoyen#Cyprien Fouquet#literature#music#teenagers#like#experience
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