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Jean Cocteau, in a letter to Jean Marais, September 9, 1939

[I am the happiest man in the world. Is there such a thing as happy people? As for us, not even the apocalypse can separate us. It is a great mystery. The day after that terrible date, I felt an astounding calm; it was the tremendous certainty of your heart and mine traveling and intertwining like waves. These were the waves of our love mingling and singing in the silence. Glory is nothing compared to love. Our glory is lov[ing] one another. “I am happy to love you”... This little phrase of yours is worth risking it all. Because of it, I can accept this tragedy and this darkness we are going through. I pity those who remain indifferent for they do not love with all their might.]

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Eavan Boland, “A Woman Painted on a Leaf”

[Text ID: “I want a poem I can grow old in. I want a poem I can die in.”]

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from Pilgrims by Devin Kelly

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Bessel van der Kolk, The Body Keeps the Score

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Kazumasa Ogawa, Tree Peony

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In your 20s, you'll feel like you're losing the race. It's important to understand that there is no race.

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Not even against yourself.

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At all.

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take your morning back from distraction and phones and planning and worry. wake up and drink water, move slow, brush your teeth, scrape your tongue. prepare your herbs and massage your body with oil. do a breathing exercise then rinse off. leave your phone in the corner. make a simple breakfast and your coffee. chew your food and only do that. when you’re finished, move on with your day. you’ll get more done during this morning moment than you think - maybe an hour of time total. this sounds like pushing productivity but im not, it’s ritual+routine and that makes humans feel really good. try it out for a month and see how nourishing and impactful it is to move with carfeul purpose, just for yourself and no other reason.