#connnection

[soapdispensersalesman]

It's a shame that Hedy Lamarr is never mentioned in LAYER 09: Protocol of Serial Experiments Lain, since she invented the whole system resembling what the episode was talking about in real life back in 1941

[lolladova]

gratitude -- I am in no isolation; I can feel more than loss! this, I will only remember if I write it. you -- should you read it?

what comes from me goes to you

what comes from you goes to me

what comes from me goes to you

what comes from you goes to me

-- as you read it.

[compass-strategies]

when pretense dies and

the truth replaces falsehoods,

connections strengthen

Being genuine fosters honest communication, compassmethods.com.

[obfuscxte]

poets provide language lovers often speak to figure out what they believe truly exist before they jump and sink into ocean of a thousand strings

- language of a thousand strings

M // 261

[shredderslodge]

Okay how is this Line for start ? That is a GREAT start ! @emile2ooo is on fire !!! #holysmoke !! Hopefully we Can get a interview going Soon...💯💯💯 #copenhagen #portland #connnection #motherfarkerline Music mix #djguro

[luceincambodia-blog]

Being Competitive

So while this might seem a bit unrelated to Cambodia and my wild adventures here, I had a little realization today. While corresponding with a fellow Luce scholar, we were talking about our insecurities and personal perceptions of shortcomings. Now, I’m sitting here writing a personal statement, thinking about similar things, and a little bit of serendipity happened. 

I used to be a competitive person. That is an understatement. I was incredibly competitive. I had this rage and fuel inside of me that I would channel into sports, field days, debate, anything that would proclaim a victor. Growing up, I also had a lot of insecurities and felt that I was a disappointment. Being competitive was a way to prove that feeling wrong, even if just for a moment. If I could beat some physical exterior challenge, the internal things were nothing. 

The last time I competed for something was in February, two things actually, but I’ll just talk about one for now. While I don’t think of my Luce interview as a competition, it fit similar criteria. It was a roomful of people hoping to be a part of a limited opportunity. Through the interview process, I really saw that competitive side of people again that I used to see in myself. Some were bragging about their skills and research, others visibly schmoozing while some were just a bit drunk. It was strange to be there in a lot of ways-- I didn’t see myself as that kind of person anymore. 

During one of many speeches, a member of the Luce Foundation said something along the lines of “Don’t take this as a competition. This is your chance you show up as yourself, and help us understand what that looks like. Be vulnerable, be humble, be honest”. I remember it was that comment that let me to some pretty honest and vulnerable moments with strangers in those two days. While I was “competing” for an opportunity, it wasn’t rage that fueled me anymore, it was human connection and empathy that became more important. I didn’t feel the need to compensate for who I was with winning, I just wanted to make myself happy and proud. 

Here, in Cambodia, it’s that same level of human connection I want to be present with constantly and hope to learn by pushing myself to get vulnerable. One of the most beautiful things is that moment where you connect with someone. You don’t need to have the same background or experiences, but you understand one piece of someone’s life just a bit better, and you’re better off for doing so. This is year is about getting to that place more easily, and letting myself open up to make that connection an everyday possibility, 

[thecollegetimes-blog-blog]

For Connection, Comfort & Relief: Why Do We Hold Hands?

Ever wondered why we hold hands? This might give you some insight...

[paeoniiaaa]

Earth Mother teach me of my kin, Of Hawk, and Dove, and flower, Of blinding sunlight, shady knoll, Desert wind and morning showers. Teach me every language of The creatures that sing to me, That I may count the cadence of Infinite lessons in harmony. Teach me how to honor The Sacred Spaces of all, Gently melding with the whole, Answering the whippoorwills call. Steamy tropics to glacial ice, To thundering oceans tides, In every grain of desert sands, Your beauty forever abides. Oh, Mother of every kingdom, Let me claim my family's love, From the whales of deepest oceans, To the winged-ones high above. Expand my limited vision Until I can truly know The missions of my Relations And the blessings they bestow.

Making Family from Earth Medicine (ancestors ways of harmony for many moons)