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“But whatever is repressed returns later, and often in disguise, to claim its due.”
— Roberto Assagioli (via funeral)
To be gentle is a magnificent practice.
Gentleness is not weak, it is very strong. When you hold an infant, you must be gentle but you must also be firm. You cannot be weak or you will drop and harm the baby.
Gentleness is focused. When we are absent-minded or inattentive, we can be hurtful and damaging. It takes presence and awareness to be gentle.
At the same time, gentleness allows us to be relaxed and humorous, authentic without tension and contrivance.
Practice your gentleness.
Be gentle towards yourself. Be gentle towards nature. Be gentle towards other people.
Safwan Dahoul
Outrega Anderson, Ain Soph Aur, 2011
when you start reading again and it's like oh. oh . the sun actually does still shine.
— Hāfez
This Sky Where we live Is no place to lose your wings So love, love, Love. - Hafiz
"You know, love doesn't mean "l never want you to change." But I don't think it means "I don't care if you change" either. So I suppose it might mean, "I believe that you'll always be the person I adore." A declaration of faith, perhaps."
– Sayaka Saeki, やがて君になる (Bloom into You), Via "freckled-lili" on Tumblr
You return like autumn. And I fall every time
📍نابلس، فلسطين
What if God asked you about my sadness?
Your eyes are like Baghdad, beautiful even in sorrow
You look like peace in the eyes of a people tired of wars.
“ I threw my troubles in the sea and the fish came out weeping.”
Those who set our hearts on fire complained about the smell of smoke
Don't beg for sympathy from a cruel world, rise and resist."
📍 Shu'afat, Jerusalem شعفاط، القدس