Love

compliments about your appearance are cool, but when somebody compliments you as a person, the way you think, your laugh, your personality, how genuine your heart is, that hits different.

When I was in college my professors all asked me what I wanted to do. They wanted me to be a lead designer, head of the costume department, a manager of the stage, anything that was at the very top because I "had the skills" None of them understood that I didn't want to corporate climb. I don't want to be at the top of the pyramid. There's 7 billion people in the world and there's only a handfuls of top spots. Why the heck would I want to climb the ladder and push everyone else off when I should be paid to live and enjoy my life and my time and not run myself ragged and hurt others in the process?

This is the great thing about capitalism. People who want to race for the top can, and people who want to just be comfortable can also do that. Capitalism means freedom and choice. That's what people are fighting against when they fight against capitalism.

friendly reminder that moments like sitting in the sun, waking up well-rested, discovering a song that makes you feel your heart and laughing with someone will find you again. clouds will dissipate and the sun will sink and rise and the moon will be full and bright outside of your window, and life will stop feeling this heavy. in the meantime, we’ll try. sometimes that’ll feel like enough and sometimes it won’t, but that’s okay. you’re here and that’s an achievement and that’s good and it matters.

remember way back in 2006 when the wii first came out and then the entirety of the world forgot how to hold onto something with a firm grasp so much that nintendo had to make a shock absorbing condom just so that tvs wouldnt get destroyed when people would end up sending this thing flying at their tvs at 900 miles per hour

A lot of those incidents were with Wii Bowling, which to me implies that people didn’t so much forget to how to hold something, as they forgot they weren’t holding a bowling ball and weren’t in a bowling alley.

YESSSSSSSSSSS

Whatever we can do to make pregnancy and birth (and parenting!) easier, we should. The least we can do is enforce obligations for men who make babies.

If you need a reason to feel like your body to be good enough, think that it holds your life in it. It is what allows you to exist, to be here, even though life is hard and imperfect, your body is still working to the best of its ability to allow you to be alive at this moment.

Women get pregnant. Women have babies. Why is that seen as the end of the world? Why is it not something we can celebrate? True feminism would fight for mothers and their children just as hard as it fights for childless women. True feminism would fight the patriarchal idea that women need to be like men to succeed or be powerful. Have you ever seen a mother? They're badass! Empowering and liberating women means allowing them to be in control of their lives.

Empowering women to celebrate their bodies and embrace their children IS true feminism. Smash the patriarchy!

don’t be scared to live lovingly. compliment your friends on the little things and cheer for live bands in small cafes and leave tips when you can. tell the person you saw that you really like their shirt and write cards and letters to the people you love. make playlists for people and don’t be afraid to express your appreciation for others. life is so much better when you live it with love.

“Change your environment and change your life”

Next time when you think you are horrible or worthless, remember that God made the brilliance of all the stars, the shining of the sunrises and sunsets, and moon, the endless flowers of the fields, rugged mountains, countless animals, gentle rain just for you. He sent His only Son, Jesus, just for you, little soul. How amazing is that kind of love?? Who can love us that much but God? And we can even experience Jesus even in a tiny consecrated Eucharist. Jesus is truly present in there just for us. Remember you are loved.

WHY

seeing this door makes me feel like i have never truly contemplated the possibilities of doors as a concept, as though a new understanding of what it means to be a door has been forced upon me