THE TRAVELLER'S NOTEBOOK

I take notes and leave my own, because we are worth remembering.  "I'll be home with the rain."

[remanence-of-love]

[friendlyfellowtraveller]

Someone asked me once how do you handle your children touching you, talking while you think, or the interruptions to your plans.

They wanted to start a family, but were scared of the unknown. Of life changing from what they were used to.

And honestly, I struggled to put it into words. I'm still new, still learning how to move from single person to shared space wife, never mind mother.

But if I was to venture into the wise hermit mode, I think parenthood starts blessedly gradually. And what it starts isn't just a new life, but a bringing to the surface something deeper in yourself. Slowly, quietly. The rawest, realest part of you that there's no hiding from, filtering or reshaping before it hits the world. Forcing you into the vulnerable parts of yourself and deciding if you will let it be your scar or your childrens.

And you find the ability to face it, to grow from that place. You can decide what is worth being afraid of and what isn't. You find a strength there that you never knew you had. A resilience, a gentle patience, and unselfishness is now forced upon every fibre of your being. And suddenly you find you can bear the weight of children in your arms and cold coffee and the little loud souls moving around your flaws and saying I Love You Momma anyway. And you grow.

You orient away from "this is inconvenient to me and my plans for the day" and lean more into "this is what my day is, and it is holy."

[civil-defense-system]

having faith is all fun and games until you have to have faith

[depsidase]

[teaboot]

I’m not Christian, I don’t go to church anymore, and my pastor died, but when he was alive I’d sometimes go to his sermons and I remember one time he said “it feels good to hate, but we know that it isn’t allowed, so when we’re told that we’re allowed to hate someone we get so excited that we forget we’re supposed to love”, and if my humble atheist ass might borrow some church talk I’d like to perhaps submit that

[teaboot]

Anyhow sometimes on the day to day I feel disgust or revulsion and I have to ask myself “is this a danger to anyone at all or am I just looking for something I’m allowed to hate” and a solid 98/100 times it’s the latter so once again thank you pastor D

[friendlyfellowtraveller]

Hold Fast.

I wake in the morning, bleary-eyed and sleep deprived, holding my newborn as the two little ones bounce around me in their pjs and cries for cereal and giggles.

And these words are all that are left of my night's waking.

I don't understand, but I write it down and move on.

A week later, I have a dream: a terrible, billowing storm is building. I can see it forming, its speed incredible, and I know no mortal can outrun, shelter or find safety before it hits with its wind and floods. I cry out in my dream, to Yahweh, and he replies deep inside my chest:

"It will be okay. I have you. Even if you can't out run this storm." And immediately my anxiety and fear was gone, and replaced by a peace of knowing that ultimately, I am in the safest hands. Even if my body breaks, my fractures, and my soul leaves this realm, I do not need to fear - for He is still on the throne. And He is Good. And is working a great redemption for this broken, rioting world.

This week, it makes sense.

And all that is left is what has always been: to love what I was given, and to share that, at all costs.

[theshitpostcalligrapher]

i got a firefly commission and was never in the fandom can some of yall reblog this with a bunch of design inspo images pls and thank? googling has... not given me much to work with other than the font

[missfay49]

[dostoyevsky-official]

working hard at the sunk cost factory

[dostoyevsky-official]

[absternot]

Finally finished this pjo poster ( ◡̀_◡́)

[absternot]

Talking about character symbolism<<<<

Hiding symbolism in flowers>>>

[mournfulroses]

Jeanette Winterson, from Weight: The Myth of Atlas and Heracles, originally published in 2005

[saintsebastiensbf]

Joanna Macy, from a preface to Rilke’s Book of Hours: Love Poems to God

[absternot]

They're MY idiots your honour.

[friendlyfellowtraveller]

always here for these idiots, and the colors are so sweet you wouldn't think they were capable of ruining lives with violence. (Evren ruins her life, that's all)

[friendlyfellowtraveller]

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"Why?

If I could shout from the roof tops about how short this life is, I would. So this is the equivalent! I KNOW LIFE CAN BE TOUGH! I know it can break you down and cut at you, believe me I promise you I understand what it’s like to endure suffering! I know what it’s like to hate yourself, to second guess yourself, to live constantly feeling like you deserve nothing and are filled with rage and shame and regret and hopelessness and cynicism. But this life IS short.

It WILL end. Not just for those we love, and even those we consider our enemies! But for us! So allllll of this worry and complexity is often the one thing so many people regret right before they pass.

“I wish I tried more things, and wondered what if less”

Who cares what other people might think about you? Take it from a guy who is tattooed, missing teeth, eyebrow-less, and just plain STUPID, I get how scary it can be to put yourself out in this world but what do you have to lose? You’ve been itching to try something, to give it your all, but you hold back why!?

You will look like this. I will look like this. Skeletons in a box or ashes in a flower pot and it will make not a lick of difference. USE YOUR VOICE FOR GOOD THINGS. Attempt creativity. Leave the job you hate. Don’t stay stuck just because it’s convenient or comfortable, life isn’t either of those things and it’s a lie we’ve been sold.

Life is out there, within our grasp if we would just muster the courage to open the door and take the step.

There are endless reasons NOT to do something, you can come up with so many excuses but I promise you this is what we will all look like regardless of who judges you or sees you or feels ill towards you.

This is the message I want to carry to my grave that I hoped I gave everything my best effort, and left all my cards on the table.

Thank you everyone for being here, please don’t take how precious and miraculous the gift of life really is for granted… it is yours, and yours alone." Credit to @1942us over on Instagram.

[leahberman]

light ray; yosemite valley, california

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[westiec]

see the THING IS I don't feel like I ever worked hard enough to have "earned" the burnout, which is. probably how we got here.

[an-ruraiocht]

how it feels to be online these days