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There is no better time than the autumn to begin forgetting the things that trouble us, allowing them to fall away like dried leaves. There is no better time to dance again, to make the most of every crumb of sunlight and warm body and soul with its rays before it falls asleep and becomes only a dim light bulb in the skies.
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Emma Watson gives powerful UN speech about gender equality.
You can read Emma’s entire speech below:
Gender equality is your issue too.
Today we are launching a campaign called “HeForShe.”
I am reaching out to you because I need your help. We want to end gender inequality—and to do that we need everyone to be involved.
This is the first campaign of its kind at the UN: we want to try and galvanize as many men and boys as possible to be advocates for gender equality. And we don’t just want to talk about it, but make sure it is tangible.
I was appointed six months ago and the more I have spoken about feminism the more I have realized that fighting for women’s rights has too often become synonymous with man-hating. If there is one thing I know for certain, it is that this has to stop.
For the record, feminism by definition is: “The belief that men and women should have equal rights and opportunities. It is the theory of the political, economic and social equality of the sexes.”
I started questioning gender-based assumptions when at eight I was confused at being called “bossy,” because I wanted to direct the plays we would put on for our parents—but the boys were not.
When at 14 I started being sexualized by certain elements of the press.
When at 15 my girlfriends started dropping out of their sports teams because they didn’t want to appear “muscly.”
When at 18 my male friends were unable to express their feelings.
I decided I was a feminist and this seemed uncomplicated to me. But my recent research has shown me that feminism has become an unpopular word.
Apparently I am among the ranks of women whose expressions are seen as too strong, too aggressive, isolating, anti-men and, unattractive.
Why is the word such an uncomfortable one?
I am from Britain and think it is right that as a woman I am paid the same as my male counterparts. I think it is right that I should be able to make decisions about my own body. I think it is right that women be involved on my behalf in the policies and decision-making of my country. I think it is right that socially I am afforded the same respect as men. But sadly I can say that there is no one country in the world where all women can expect to receive these rights.
No country in the world can yet say they have achieved gender equality.
These rights I consider to be human rights but I am one of the lucky ones. My life is a sheer privilege because my parents didn’t love me less because I was born a daughter. My school did not limit me because I was a girl. My mentors didn’t assume I would go less far because I might give birth to a child one day. These influencers were the gender equality ambassadors that made who I am today. They may not know it, but they are the inadvertent feminists who are. And we need more of those. And if you still hate the word—it is not the word that is important but the idea and the ambition behind it. Because not all women have been afforded the same rights that I have. In fact, statistically, very few have been.
In 1997, Hilary Clinton made a famous speech in Beijing about women’s rights. Sadly many of the things she wanted to change are still a reality today.
But what stood out for me the most was that only 30 per cent of her audience were male. How can we affect change in the world when only half of it is invited or feel welcome to participate in the conversation?
Men—I would like to take this opportunity to extend your formal invitation. Gender equality is your issue too.
Because to date, I’ve seen my father’s role as a parent being valued less by society despite my needing his presence as a child as much as my mother’s.
I’ve seen young men suffering from mental illness unable to ask for help for fear it would make them look less “macho”—in fact in the UK suicide is the biggest killer of men between 20-49; eclipsing road accidents, cancer and coronary heart disease. I’ve seen men made fragile and insecure by a distorted sense of what constitutes male success. Men don’t have the benefits of equality either.
We don’t often talk about men being imprisoned by gender stereotypes but I can see that that they are and that when they are free, things will change for women as a natural consequence.
If men don’t have to be aggressive in order to be accepted women won’t feel compelled to be submissive. If men don’t have to control, women won’t have to be controlled.
Both men and women should feel free to be sensitive. Both men and women should feel free to be strong… It is time that we all perceive gender on a spectrum not as two opposing sets of ideals.
If we stop defining each other by what we are not and start defining ourselves by what we are—we can all be freer and this is what HeForShe is about. It’s about freedom.
I want men to take up this mantle. So their daughters, sisters and mothers can be free from prejudice but also so that their sons have permission to be vulnerable and human too—reclaim those parts of themselves they abandoned and in doing so be a more true and complete version of themselves.
You might be thinking who is this Harry Potter girl? And what is she doing up on stage at the UN. It’s a good question and trust me I have been asking myself the same thing. I don’t know if I am qualified to be here. All I know is that I care about this problem. And I want to make it better.
And having seen what I’ve seen—and given the chance—I feel it is my duty to say something. English statesman Edmund Burke said: “All that is needed for the forces of evil to triumph is for enough good men and women to do nothing.”
In my nervousness for this speech and in my moments of doubt I’ve told myself firmly—if not me, who, if not now, when. If you have similar doubts when opportunities are presented to you I hope those words might be helpful.
Because the reality is that if we do nothing it will take 75 years, or for me to be nearly a hundred before women can expect to be paid the same as men for the same work. 15.5 million girls will be married in the next 16 years as children. And at current rates it won’t be until 2086 before all rural African girls will be able to receive a secondary education.
If you believe in equality, you might be one of those inadvertent feminists I spoke of earlier.
And for this I applaud you.
We are struggling for a uniting word but the good news is we have a uniting movement. It is called HeForShe. I am inviting you to step forward, to be seen to speak up, To be the he for she. And to ask yourself if not me, who, if not now when.
Thank you.
If Tomorrow Starts Without Me…
If tomorrow starts without me, and I’m not here to see, If the sun should rise you find your eyes all filled with tears for me; I wish so much you wouldn’t cry the way you did today, While thinking of the many things we didn’t get to say. I know how much you love me, as much as I love you And each time that you think of me, I know you’ll miss me too. But when tomorrow starts without me please try to understand, That an angel came and called my name and took me by the hand. He said my place was ready, in heaven far above And that I’d have to leave behind all those I dearly love. But as I turned and walked away a tear fell from my eye. For all my life I’d always thought, I didn’t want to die. I had so much to live for, so much left yet to do. It seemed almost impossible that I was leaving you. I thought of all the yesterdays the good ones and the bad. I thought of all the love we shared, and all the fun we had. If I could relive yesterday, just even for a while, I’d say goodbye and kiss you and maybe see you smile. But then I fully realized that this could never be, For emptiness and memories would take the place of me. When I thought of worldly things I might miss come tomorrow I thought of you and when I did my heart was filled with sorrow. When I walked through heavens gates I felt so much at home. God looked down and smiled at me from his great golden throne He said, “This is eternity and all I’ve promised you” Today your life on earth has passed but here life starts anew. I promise no tomorrow, but today will always last And since each day is the same there’s no longing for the past. You have been so faithful so trusting and so true. Though there were times you did some things you knew you shouldn’t do. You have been forgiven and now at last you’re free. So won’t you come and take my hand and share my life with me? So when tomorrow starts with out me don’t think we’re far apart, For every time you think of me, I’m right here in your heart. ❤
Author of "If Tomorrow Starts Without Me": Unknown
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We breathe an approximate million times a day, but we don’t know when we will take our last breath. You hear all the time life is too short, so stop & think for a minute: What if today is my last day here, what if I close my eyes to never to awake again? Was I happy with the life I lived? Did I try my best? Did I leave this Earth & know that I made a difference? No matter when you expire, there is a reason you are here and it’s not the end. So enjoy life on Earth & live each day like it’s your last. You never know when you’ll take that last breath.
'I cannot see you Mommy, when you cuddle me so near. And yet I know you Love me, it’s in the words I hear.
I cannot see the sun so bright for here inside my tiny head it’s always dark as night.
I cannot see the treats you give when I am extra good but I can wag my tail in thanks.
“He can’t see, The dog’s no good” is what some people might say but not you, Mommy, You know that it’s alright because you Love me & I Love you just as much as any dog with sight.
I can’t see with my little eyes, but I see you in my heart.’ ❤️
‘Life is an endless cycle of souls, swirling along the path of the universe, being reborn, but never truly dying before being reborn again. As long as this cycle continues, we will never really die.’
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The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These people have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen. ❤️
Elisabeth Kübler-Ross
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“Open your life wide, and take me in forever. I will never be tired—I will never be noisy when you want to be still...nobody else will see me, but you—but that is enough—I shall not want any more.”
Emily Dickinson
Dia De Muertos
El Día de Los Muertos (The Day of the Dead) is a unique mixture of Catholic and pre-Hispanic traditions, in which Mexicans pay homage to their deceased relatives with some of the most beautiful and unusual traditions found in the country. This holiday is actually celebrated between November 1st and 2nd and is collectively referred to as Los Días de Los Muertos. The largest celebrations fall on the 2nd of November.
When the Spanish conquistadores arrived to Mexico over 500 years ago, they found that many of the indigenous cultures of the region were deeply involved in worshipping death and viewed death as an integral part of life. The Aztecs especially had a rich culture that recognized and even celebrated death. Among other gods and goddesses, the Aztecs widely worshipped the Death God Mictlantecutli. They also displayed the skulls of human sacrifices in elaborate walls known as Tzompantli.
Needless to say, the Spanish found all these skulls and skeletons a bit shocking, and they quickly attempted to eradicate what they saw as frightening and pagan customs. However, the efforts of the Spanish to destroy these ancient cultures only resulted in an evolution of the Aztec’s celebration of death. As the Spanish spread Catholicism throughout Mexico, the worship of death was absorbed into several Catholic holidays and transformed into the modern Day of the Dead. A similar process occurred throughout Mexico, as many of the other major indigenous cultures in Meso-America strongly incorporated death into their culture and rituals. This is especially true of the Mayans of southern Mexico and the Yucatan Peninsula, who have their own unique culture that involves an open recognition and celebration of death as part of life. Today, the Days of the Dead coincide with the Catholic holidays of All Saints Day and All Souls Day. In Mexico, November 1st, El Día de Todos Santos (All Saints Day) is devoted to saints and deceased children. November 2nd El Día de Todas Almas (All Souls Day) is dedicated to deceased adults. During this time, it is thought that the dead come back to briefly visit their loved ones and share a meal, a drink, and the company of the living. The traditions of the Days of the Dead vary widely from region to region. However, a common custom throughout the country is to gather in cemeteries or to host relatives and friends at homes to pay respects to the dead. Families typically arrive at the local panteón (cemetery) with armfuls of flowers to decorate the graves of their loved ones. In some cases, there is an all night candlelight vigil at the gravesite, where relatives enjoy a picnic and symbolically share food with the deceased. Another tradition is to set an elaborate ofrenda (altar) honoring the dead. These ofrendas can be a simple display of photos and flowers, or elaborate designs with papel picado (cut paper designs), flowers, tiny sugar skeletons, and mounds of flowers. In every altar, you will find offerings of the favorite foods and drink of the deceased. Bottles of tequila, wines, and cigarettes may adorn the altar. The ovens of Mexican are put to good use during this time to bake the traditional Pan de Muerto, which is also found as an offering in the ofrendas. This bread takes the shape of round buns with crossed bones. The bread is flavored with anis seeds and sprinkled with colored sugar.
The peace that we are looking for is not peace that crumbles as soon as there is difficulty or chaos. Whether we’re seeking inner peace or global peace or a combination of the two, the way to experience it is to build on the foundation of unconditional openness to all that arises. Peace isn’t an experience free of challenges, free of rough and smooth, it’s an experience that’s expansive enough to include all that arises without feeling threatened.
She Let Go
She let go. Without a thought or a word, she let go. She let go of fear. She let go of the judgments. She let go of the confluence of opinions swarming around her head. She let go of the committee of indecision within her. She let go of all the ‘right’ reasons. Wholly and completely, without hesitation or worry, she just let go. She didn’t ask anyone for advice. She didn’t read a book on how to let go… She didn’t search the scriptures. She just let go. She let go of all of the memories that held her back. She let go of all of the anxiety that kept her from moving forward. She let go of the planning and all of the calculations about how to do it just right. She didn’t promise to let go. She didn’t journal about it. She didn’t write the projected date in her day-timer. She made no public announcement and put no ad in the paper. She didn’t check the weather report or read her daily horoscope. She just let go. She didn’t analyse whether she should let go. She didn’t call her friends to discuss the matter. She didn’t do a five-step Spiritual Mind Treatment. She didn’t call the prayer line. She didn’t utter one word. She just let go. No one was around when it happened. There was no applause or congratulations. No one thanked her or praised her. No one noticed a thing. Like a leaf falling from a tree, she just let go. There was no effort. There was no struggle. It wasn’t good and it wasn’t bad. It was what it was, and it is just that. In the space of letting go, she let it all be. A small smile came over her face. A light breeze blew through her. And the sun and the moon shone forevermore.
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Love is possible in all our relationships because all people want happiness. No one wants to suffer. This is true of the people we love. It is also true of those we dislike. We are all absolutely identical in this respect. I think this universal wish for happiness is something we can easily grasp intellectually. When we learn to also feel and respect this in our heart, love naturally flourishes within us. ❤️
