I have a deep appreciation for my body‘s ability to perform, to take me on adventures and be a place I call home. But like pretty much every woman alive in our culture today body positivity does not come easy - despite being a cancer survivor. That’s part of why I’m delighted to be bringing an AllSwell journaling workshop to @maliamillsnyc in Southampton on Thursday evening. Mills is a pioneer, creating a body positive swimwear culture and celebrating a whole range of beautiful female forms long before it was a trend to do so. Thanks to @awild_dove for putting this evening together. See link in bio if you care to join. Either way, I hope your next beach day you’ll relax and ENJOY yourself. // me doing just that captured by @prescribedthesun
BY ME POETRY INDIA FEATURED POET 🇮🇳 @bishal_pratim_what .
- __// A U T O P S Y //__ (P.C. @uddiponduara )⠀
I've swam down⠀⠀
to the shores of Kerguelen⠀⠀
trying to find a place⠀⠀
where my silence ⠀⠀
will find company, ⠀⠀
To remind myself that⠀⠀
Nothing is lonelier⠀⠀
than the person⠀⠀
who forgets to live. ⠀⠀
I've dug down⠀⠀
into the voids of Krubera ⠀⠀
Trying to find a cave⠀⠀
where I can renounce ⠀⠀
my last ties with insecurity, ⠀⠀
To remind myself that⠀⠀
goodbyes should never be used⠀⠀
as a better substitute for eulogy. ⠀⠀
I've laid down⠀⠀
in the vastness of Salar De Uyuni ⠀⠀
Trying to match ⠀⠀
the colour of the sky⠀⠀
with the blues in me. ⠀⠀
To remind myself that⠀⠀
Nothing hurts more⠀⠀
than the last rites of a lover ⠀⠀
you could never be. ⠀⠀
I've strolled down ⠀⠀
the narrow alleys of Auschwitz, ⠀⠀
Trying to find ⠀⠀
a pair of shoes that won't fit, ⠀⠀
To remind myself that⠀⠀
Some roads lead to places ⠀⠀
For us to avoid⠀⠀
and never meet .⠀⠀
So don't you take my heart ⠀⠀
and make it a fortune cookie, ⠀⠀
just to break and learn a lesson. ⠀⠀
Please let it be, a bonsai of memory. ⠀⠀
a ghost in a shell. ⠀⠀
A topic of interest⠀⠀
for you to dissect with strange men⠀⠀
and perform autopsy. ⠀⠀
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Day 229: Panther Palace
It is important to make sure you maintain decorum when you are in a location that demands it. If you go to a place where you need to stay still only to run around like a rabbit, do not get shocked if you get tossed out. You will show respect/ Inside the Panther Palace/ Or you'll get eaten #HAIKU
◾ Mermaid◾ (swipe)
I remember that you told me you were a mermaid, so I took a dive into the ocean in search of you. As soon as I dive, I could feel your presence and your love there, calm, depth and full of life. I asked every living creature down there if they have seen their queen, that rules this ocean. A mermaid with reddish-brown hair, big black doe eyes, cute little nose with a beautiful little mark on it and she wears her tiara. They all felt you down there but haven't seen you for a while. I thought I saw you so I went ahead in search of you. I was pulled out as my oxygen was running out. As I reach the surface of the ocean, I was with tears and laughing because I felt you there, I felt your love again. You'll feel it too when you'll visit the ocean again because I shed tears in that ocean with my love. I think I contaminated your ocean with my love. I haven't found you but I felt your love again. I will dive every ocean, just in search of you in order to find you again.
-Syed Yousef// Mermaid
1st picture credit:weheartit
"VB Chandrashekhar commits suicide." The headlines are flashing on every news channel and newspaper. India has not yet recovered from shocking suicide of VG Siddhartha, the founder of CCD and there is this news. And this, like others, has left me shocked.
Why do people give up on their lives so quickly? why do people die? A common man keeps running behind money to make his family's life comfortable sacrificing his sleep, his happiness and yet he hardly gets a moment of satisfaction.
What makes a person happy? Money, power, fame or honour? So why does famous personalities commit suicide? The answer is simple: nothing among these things is a sure shot guarantee of happiness. You can feel happy by buying a new dress or a baby smiling at you can make you happy.
We should actually lift our eyes from our screens and look around there are alot of things that can bring a smile on our face. You remember playing temple run in which you are running after money and a giant is chasing you. Actually that giant is our desires, and to fulfill that you are running constantly to collect money, when you stop your over desirous soul starts consuming you. Actually money is not the guarantee of anything. It might give you temporary moments of happiness, and you might feel you have everything but the sun rises and reality sweeps in and you realize how fake those happiness, those people who were around you when you were rich, were. Spend some time with your college friends, call your parents and spend some time close to nature, it will make you feel better, really happy. Do something for others, life is too short and unpredictable so live every moment to the fullest. You might not have a big house, fat bank balance, there are things which are not in our hands, but being happy is always is in our hands. Keep smiling and always remember every problem has a solution. That's why it's called solution, all you need is to have little patience because "this shall pass too".
I consider happiness to be a state of mind...
A comforting thought in make -believe place which stays with us temporarily and vanishes the moment we get used to it.
So happiness is just a concept and nothing else.
Personal story time 💭
I was a child that was bullied. But not in the common way we hear most children are bullied. My experience was based on the kind of lifestyle I had. My family have been somewhat fortunate in business. I am no where near a millionaire but we live comfortably. I remember I was about 13 when I was pushed up and held against the school lockers by 2 girls and felt helpless as a 3rd girl stamped her feet all over my shiny polished shoes. (My mum polished my shoes each morning before school.) They then shouted obscenities at me that referred to me being rich. I have so many similar stories with no room here to tell! All my life I have had to hear snippy little comments about my lifestyle. From people I called friends. I have deliberately not been invited to places then told it was not my sort of 5 star fun. I have been shamed and humiliated many times. However, I have never been ashamed of what I have. I have taken it gracefully and cried alone. I will never let anyone make me feel superficial because I live a certain way. You see, what I have, what you have, what anyone has means nothing. What I see, and what the important people in my life see in me, are my kindness, my ability to give endlessly, my compassion and need to help others. I have used my situation to assist and never to flaunt because ”every good gift and every perfect present comes from above” (James 1:17) I am the most humble person you could meet. Money will never give you the traits of a decent person. So, if you enjoy a Louis Vuitton bag (or few) if you enjoy fine food and luxury, don't let anyone make you feel ashamed for it. Remember that King David and King Solomon were faithful men with an abundance of wealth. As long as you always put your Heavenly Father Jehovah before anything, as long as you understand that things are only things and that happiness comes from deep within your soul, don't ever let people make you feel inferior. Give your blessings to less fortunate ones and remember that ’There is more happiness in giving than there is in receiving.’
•Historical Photo: Jane Morris. The muse of famed artist William Morris.
•Ink: Noodlers Walnut.
“Lady fissava un punto all’orizzonte, era rapita da quel tramonto, da quei colori così caldi e accesi...il cielo era infuocato e la sua mente era lontana, altrove! Non sentiva più i rumori ed i suoni intorno a lei...Lady era nel suo posto felice, un posto fatto di abbracci, di emozioni e di follia! “ #lady#write#writer#scrivere#scriverechepassione
Saturday mornings are the best creative fodder. The stretch of time can feel endless and anything is possible. This novel is really coming along. Almost to the end of the first draft! Almost!!
there’s only five more days and I’m telling myself that I can do this but you’re making it hard you’re making it impossible and I’m suffocating trying to breathe this stagnant air because neither of us will open the windows out of spite so we both sit across the table stealing ragged breaths averting our eyes scratching our dinner plates with forks because it’s the easiest way to break the silence or we mumble meaningless words in languages neither of us speak because there’s an ocean in front of us and we are terrified to say anything wrong lest it open up and swallow us whole so we’re standing on opposite shores hoping our smoke signals will curl over the curve of the horizon because we don’t have ships and we don’t want to swim and and and we both think it’s the other’s responsibility to reach the other side
the only thing we ever do together is watch the clock run out.
@emma.conlon ➳ #emmaconlon☽
Un petit pas en avant,
Des envies qui font à nouveau surface📃,
De nouveaux objectifs📒,
Des projets qui se concrétisent,
Des rencontres qui changes des vies ( @coeur49 ) 😘
Des maux qui deviennent des mots.📖
Et peu être un jour, des rêves qui se réaliseront...📚 Merci à @coeur49 pour ton talent, ta patience et ces magnifiques couvertures 😘
I must say, I’ve never been so interested in reading the Bible as I am right now. It used to always just be something I was supposed to do. Now, it’s something I actually desire to do.
This has only proven that God does answer prayers that when you ask for wisdom, He will give it freely. I asked for a desire to want to read the scriptures, and now, I’ve received it.
So currently, I’m reading about all of the kings that were over Israel, Judah, Samaria, etc. It honestly feels like I’m watching a modern day medieval movie just by reading these fascinating stories.
I used to own countless books. I was always reading something. But I have never felt as inspired as I do now to write and share everything I am learning from these books.
I encourage you to ask for the same desire and just dive in. If you need help on where to start, I’m always here to help!
Also looking forward to starting my newest library addition “To Dance” by @stephenmcclellanbooks
Any other readers out there?
“Read His Word”
(link in bio)
𝙱𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜, 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚜, 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝.
Morning journaling by the window, waiting for the light to stream in. We’ve been experiencing a moody overcast in KL lately, due to smokey haze blowing in from Indonesia’s forest fires. Unfortunately it has become an annual affair. The quote seems apt on a morning like this.
Some days I wake up to this sinking feeling. It happens sometimes. It comes and goes and I usually fight it off with some journaling over coffee. It is this indescribable feeling; a deep sense of sadness, not triggered by anything but yet, everything. Today is such a day. I don’t talk about it quite enough. I want to be a positive ray of light but some days are just harder than others and it is important to acknowledge such emotions than to suppress it and pretend everything is okay.
If you experience the same feeling, take some time to reflect. Write it down. Talk to a friend. Even if it’s incoherent and you don’t quite understand it. It’s good to let it out. Take comfort that this too shall pass.
xoxo love and light to all.
• I did what I had to do.
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• do you?
from my second book, Into Oblivion ✨
• I met you in a bar in the east village of New York City and, like gravity, something inside me fell into place.
you have been my best friend ever since.
I began to learn you over teacups of vodka, pouring secrets to one another as we stood against red-carpet walls. I heard you read poetry for the first time and it was a song sung from someplace familiar. (I have listened for it every day since.) you were soft curls and lullaby lips and more grace than I could imagine.
maybe everything doesn’t come down to voice memos at midnight; can’t be counted by the months I spent missing you or the ones by your side. but you held my hand and I learned a lesson in family. I learned another when I saw your face in those of your children. I split my life across an ocean and, still, coming back to you feels like coming home. still, something about the way you laugh tells me that I had been searching for something all my life and this was it. this was it and you were it and I am never letting you go.
still, when someone asks me about miracles, I tell them about you.
• there’s nothing like it.
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sorry for the bad quality video but..ini beneran aku nulis di kasur, semager itu:’)
kemarin ada yang request aku bikin how i letter versi “oxford”. udah aku bikinin yaa! kampus impiannya siapa nih?