gathering light...

all things were made through Him, and without Him nothing was made that was made. In Him was life, and the life was the light of men.

[goddofthesun]

See the light in others, and treat them as if that is all you see.

(via cynosvra)

[aseaofquotes]

Lord Byron, Don Juan

[yesdarlingido]

The purpose of education is to learn to die satiated with life.” That, I believe, is what we need to bring to our schools: experiences that are so full of the wonder of life, so full of connectedness, so embedded in the context of our communities, so brilliant in the insights that we develop and the analyses that we devise, that all of us, teachers and students alike, can learn to live lives that leave us truly satisfied.

Herbert R. Kohl, Other People’s Children: Cultural Conflict in the Classroom (via yesdarlingido)

[quotethat]

Some periods of our growth are so confusing that we don’t even recognize that growth is happening. We may feel hostile or angry or weepy and hysterical, or we may feel depressed. It would never occur to us, unless we stumbled on a book or a person who explained to us, that we were in fact in the process of change, of actually becoming larger, spiritually, than we were before. Whenever we grow, we tend to feel it, as a young seed must feel the weight and inertia of the earth as it seeks to break out of its shell on its way to becoming a plant. Often the feeling is anything but pleasant. But what is most unpleasant is the not knowing what is happening. Those long periods when something inside ourselves seems to be waiting, holding its breath, unsure about what the next step should be, eventually become the periods we wait for, for it is in those periods that we realize that we are being prepared for the next phase of our life and that, in all probability, a new level of the personality is about to be revealed.

Alice Walker, Living by the Word (via quotethat)

[observando]

[istanbulsummer]

My favorite installation at the Istanbul Modern (had the chance to visit this past weekend): “Bring yourself to me by Handan Börüteçene… places African masks and suitcases of Turkish migrants to France on old chairs belonging to the National Museum of the History of Migration in Paris. To complete the piece, viewers are asked to discover the marks on the suitcases with the aid of magnifiers and to recall their own memories. The installation of 19 suitcases, 19 chairs, and 30 magnifiers on wheels has an arresting presence in the lower lobby of the museum.”

The invitational text for the viewers to interact with the installation (sit on the chairs, etc.) was rather small and discreetly placed on the other side and it felt like I had stumbled upon a secret. There’s a sort of a thrill, being ‘allowed to interact’ with an art piece at an art museum. Unfortunately, I can’t find the English translation of the poem that was written on the wall that accompanied the installation.

[soomin]

Four summers ago. Sometimes magic travels through time. 

[vintagehomeca-deactivated202108]

[macrolit]

She had always wanted words, she loved them; grew up on them. Words gave her clarity, brought reason, shape.

The English Patient, Michael Ondaatje (via macrolit)

[wordsnquotes]

There are two reasons why people don’t talk about things; either it doesn’t mean anything to them, or it means everything.

Luna Adriana  (via thatkindofwoman)

[synapticmemory]

“You call yourself a free spirit, a ‘wild thing,’ and you’re terrified somebody’s gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you’re already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it’s not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It’s wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.”

[soomin]

from Culture Care by Makoto Fujimura

[thelovejournals]

There are two people you ’ll meet in your life. One will run a finger down the index of who you are and jump straight to the parts of you that peak their interest. The other will take his or her time reading through everyone of your chapters and maybe fold corner of you that inspired them most. you will meet these two people; it is a given. It is the third that you’ll never see coming. That one person who not only finishes your sentences, but keeps the book.

Unknown (via thelovejournals)

[tandeminn-deactivated20180319]

The only person who dares wake up a king at 3 a.m. for a glass of water is a child. We have that kind of access

Tim Keller  (via yesdarlingido)

[wordsnquotes]

There was nothing to talk about anymore. The only thing to do was go.

Jack Kerouac  (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

[bunlly]

Perhaps some day I’ll crawl back home, beaten, defeated. But not as long as I can make stories out of my heartbreak, beauty out of sorrow.

Sylvia Plath (via lazypacific)

[yesdarlingido]

People of our time are losing the power of celebration. Instead of celebrating we seek to be amused or entertained. Celebration is an active state, an act of expressing reverence or appreciation. To be entertained is a passive state–it is to receive pleasure afforded by an amusing act or a spectacle…. Celebration is a confrontation, giving attention to the transcendent meaning of one’s actions.

Abraham Joshua Heschel (via yesdarlingido)

[soomin]

I miss your friendship.