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If you are in Tumblr, and don’t live in Mexico, I need you to reblog this until it gets to many countries. The government of my country is taking people away. They are suffering of torture. Physical and...
Mexico needs you if you don’t live in here.
it’s the fucking catalina wine mixer
After learning my flight was detained 4 hours, I heard the announcement: If anyone in the vicinity of gate 4-A understands any Arabic, Please come to the gate immediately. Well—one pauses these days. Gate 4-A was my own gate. I went there. An older woman in full traditional Palestinian dress, Just like my grandma wore, was crumpled to the floor, wailing loudly. Help, said the flight service person. Talk to her. What is her Problem? we told her the flight was going to be four hours late and she Did this. I put my arm around her and spoke to her haltingly. Shu dow-a, shu- biduck habibti, stani stani schway, min fadlick, Sho bit se-wee? The minute she heard any words she knew—however poorly used— She stopped crying. She thought our flight had been canceled entirely. She needed to be in El Paso for some major medical treatment the Following day. I said no, no, we’re fine, you’ll get there, just late, Who is picking you up? Let’s call him and tell him. We called her son and I spoke with him in English. I told him I would stay with his mother till we got on the plane and Would ride next to her—Southwest. She talked to him. Then we called her other sons just for the fun of it. Then we called my dad and he and she spoke for a while in Arabic and Found out of course they had ten shared friends. Then I thought just for the heck of it why not call some Palestinian Poets I know and let them chat with her. This all took up about 2 hours. She was laughing a lot by then. Telling about her life. Answering Questions. She had pulled a sack of homemade mamool cookies—little powdered Sugar crumbly mounds stuffed with dates and nuts—out of her bag— And was offering them to all the women at the gate. To my amazement, not a single woman declined one. It was like a Sacrament. The traveler from Argentina, the traveler from California, The lovely woman from Laredo—we were all covered with the same Powdered sugar. And smiling. There are no better cookies. And then the airline broke out the free beverages from huge coolers— Non-alcoholic—and the two little girls for our flight, one African American, one Mexican American—ran around serving us all apple juice And lemonade and they were covered with powdered sugar too. And I noticed my new best friend—by now we were holding hands— Had a potted plant poking out of her bag, some medicinal thing, With green furry leaves. Such an old country traveling tradition. Always Carry a plant. Always stay rooted to somewhere. And I looked around that gate of late and weary ones and thought, This is the world I want to live in. The shared world. Not a single person in this gate—once the crying of confusion stopped —has seemed apprehensive about any other person. They took the cookies. I wanted to hug all those other women too. This can still happen anywhere. Not everything is lost.
Naomi Shihab Nye (b. 1952), “Wandering Around an Albuquerque Airport Terminal.” I think this poem may be making the rounds, this week, but that’s as it should be. (via jazzylittledrops)
Om alone for the moment. (though, there is no 'alone' when you vibe out with the universe...🔆🔮🌀) #om #theinfinite #universal (at Hot Yoga)
sunlit sepia #selfiesunday
#tbt when @lorrainbow17 and i were a t-bird & pink lady. #andiloveher #throwbackthursday #greaseistheword #184ever
“Spiritual Partnership Spiritual partnership is partnership between equals for the purpose of spiritual growth. It is dramatically different from all previous forms of relationship and serves a different purpose. The partners are together in order to help one another grow spiritually instead of enhance their physical comfort and safety. Spiritual partnerships are vehicles that multisensory individuals use to create authentic power and support one another in creating authentic power. They are fundamental parts of our new evolutionary process. Spiritual partners are interested in one another more than their common objectives. The goal they share is spiritual growth, and each knows that he or she must reach it himself or herself. Their commitment is a promise to their own spiritual development, a determination to move into the fullness of their own potential, to give the gifts that they were born to give.” Excerpt From: Gary Zukav. “Spiritual Partnership.” iBooks.
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this might go over the heads of some of the kids on here.
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This is the greatest post I have ever seen because it is both a pun and a harsh truth.
thanks for tagging me @jamiellenb 3 non-yoga facts: 1. in high school, I was a coxswain. (perhaps that was foreshadowing...) 2. a few weeks ago, i reintroduced meat into my diet after nearly 5 years of vegetarianism. have had salmon, sushi, a burger, and the BLT of my decade. whoa. 3. i really like to read. but i also really like to veg out (in a manner of speaking) and watch TV. true blood right now...though i'm open to recommendations... i now tag @mariajs, @chandrasanalovejoy, @thisisbeautifuloakland, @kellynfoxman
these kinds of conversations, in the car, on the bridge, to the city. #aaronsquared #goldengate #spiritualride #changetheworld #infinitemoments (at Golden Gate Bridge)
and tonight hasn't even begun to get embarrassing. karen @kellynfoxman & @pkbreathe #photobooth #karaokekapow #newyears #2K14 #getweird
we came, we ate, we celebrated the holiday in good company. hoping your holidays have been and continue to be much the same: full of love, merriment, and cheer. to all: best holiday wishes and limitless love! 🎄⭐️💝 #goodwilltoeachother #peaceandlove #holidaycheer #christmasincalifornia
These people are doing Christmas right.
portal though
weaning away from the wall...#workinprogress #inversions #handstands #upsidedownland #offthewall in the words of @jamiellenb: "little by slowly" #yogatothepeople #yogaeverydamnday (at Yoga To The People - Hot Studio)
IT’S BACK
I ALMOST CRASHED ON THE FREEWAY BECAUSE I REMEMBERED THIS AND WAS LAUGHING SO HARD
jesus christ this never gets old
can't even
When a character death is so sudden you just sit there in shock for three minutes wondering where the hell that came from
Harry Potter fandom, you ok
#we are never ok
so that cute guy i was checking out at the turnstile who looks like travis...is travis! what a lovely friday surprise to run into #thisguy heyyyy @travistarin~ #BARTbuddies #datpalette #peopleilove #nofilter (at West Oakland BART Station)