beautiful ted talk on spoken poetry.
Inspiring and strong is an understatement.
When I was 8 years old, I had a dream. An eye-opening, life-changing dream: I wanted to become a teacher. At that age, teachers were awesome.
I get so offended when people use it as a backup plan and look down on it.
If you only want to be a teacher for the summer vacations, a decent enough salary and security, you can leave.
Love says: I’ve seen the ugly parts of you, and I’m staying.
Our culture doesn’t love love; It loves the idea of love. It wants the emotion without the sacrifice.
I’m convinced that time spent idle makes for a healthier state of mind. We want less and are more at peace when we get it. We sleep better and work harder. Simpler things bring us joy. When we daily observe our immediate surroundings, we are more grounded in our context, more attuned to the rhythms of whatever season or place we are in.
Plus, the changing shapes of clouds need our attention.
Since the beginning of the year I took my Facebook friends list from close to 1000 down to in the 300’s after today’s latest cutback. It really feels good to close my life off a bit. Realistically I spent too much time creeping people I don’t even care about, comparing my life to others highlights, watching teen mom’s babies grow up, and subconsciously impression managing those who I knew could creep me as well.
It feels good to know those who see my “life” via my Facebook profile now are those people I have had/have at least some sort of friendship with. Yes I know I went to high school with a lot of the people I deleted, but no we weren’t friends, and yes I will still say hi when I run into you. In fact, now we have something to talk about since I don’t see your life on the internet!
I just was finding Facebook fueling me gossiping, like everyone does to a degree, and i guess i started looking at this differently. I shouldn’t be judging people as much as i mature, and it’s kind of just negative to me. I could spend my time doing other things which would give me real interesting things about my life to talk about vs other people’s lives which I am in no way a part of in the day to day.
I think I may even cut it down again after I leave Kingston and don’t need Queen’s updates from a lot of the people I met randomly but use their posts to inform me of what’s going on.
just got the email that 3 of mine are being published in the Queen’s Undergrad Review for the year WOOT! I was in the fall preview thingy but now I made the the real cut for review for the year PLUS, from sending some more work over the term they took another poem for it ^__^
i wonder what people think when they read them…