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jesus was kneeling down, the weight of his body leaned against a rock. there was a fear of not being able to say yes all the way, of not following through. jesus looks at me but doesn't say a word. he understands, but more than that, he is strengthened because i am there.
although peter is recognised, i slip through. nobody notices me. nobody except jesus. even when he is mocked and struck, his eyes searches for me. and i can't do anything to stop it. i can only remain to witness and to acknowledge him. but that seems to be enough for him to carry on.
i wanted to be veronica, simon of cyrene, the women of jerusalem, all who were comforting jesus. and indeed i was. i wiped his face, i shared his burden, i sobbed and held his hand. i watched mary torn between holding on and letting go, just as i had been with my mom.
as jesus hung on the cross, he said to me: we did it. together. thank you for being with me all the way. i must accomplish this alone from here. even if you think you are done with life. even if you feel there is nothing in this world left for you. you can go no further. at least not yet.
i didn't know. that i would end up at the hospice. every encounter i have now with each patient, is a remembrance of the experience of the accompaniment that was gifted to me.
when the darkness falls on my final days take the very breath that sang your praise give me nothing more than your love and grace these alone o god are enough for me
i dont have a grandfather or a grandmother
a father or a mother
you are my grandfather, grandmother
my father, mother
self-care day after crazy weekend at work 🤪 sky is blue, fud is gud, tomato is perfectly skinned (at East Coast Commune) https://www.instagram.com/p/CSnqWFsHDw4g6dObKSXr5U9jGzPtstuVcSS34w0/?utm_medium=tumblr
i come back to this again today
“it ends here”
“Bowl of Hygieia” is one of the symbols of pharmacy, and along with the Rod of Asclepius it is one of the most ancient and important symbols related to medicine in western countries. Hygieia was the Greek goddess of Health hygiene, and the associate, wife, or daughter of Asclepius. Asclepius’ symbol is his rod, with a snake twined around it; correspondingly, Hygieia’s symbol is a cup or chalice with a snake twined around its stem and poised above it. Hygieia was also invoked, along with her father Asclepius, and Panacea in the original Hippocratic Oath. The snake represents healing. It was known since ancient times that snake’s poison can either kill or help you heal.
Snake Chalice on Etsy
didnt make it into med sch but this is prolly what first day of rotations would feel like. like a bus ran me over. still, grateful for an apparently short list on my first day which made it possible to do 3 rounds to catch everyone i missed. its a damn luxury i know. and my first mass since cb started. couldnt stop tearing thruout 😭 feast of exaltation of the cross is a triple whammy. for me it is a celebration of ultimate victory, restoration, healing and wholiness. tis a good start.
Be kind to yourself. Say Hi and make new friends. Pet dogs and scratch floppy ears. Ride in convertibles more often. Call a friends when they cross your mind ✨
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Isabel Wilson // Freunde von Freunden
Mr. Knightley & Emma + holding hands
me, through my tears: joe wright said it’s about the hands
thought i had a firm answer to this when i played it few years back. i seem to have forgotten it now. its a strange question. pple usually ask what are you looking for in a relationship, not why. the reason is assumed; everyone needs companionship. do i need companionship? is tt my answer? im extremely independent, out of necessity might i add. i handle my own life admin, travel alone, go to concerts alone, i even do my own investments. do i really want to be making these decisions with someone else who might not have the same values and goals?
when i was trying to find my answer yday, it felt like there was a huge wall, a barrier tt was blocking me from reaching it. i gave a half-baked non-committal ‘yea probably companionship... i guess’. but the following morning, in the midst of a daydream fantasy, i found myself saying to my imaginary person (an old crush i cant shake off), ‘i’ve done almost everything by myself, i dont need someone with me to continue doing them. but i do need someone to hold my heart. non-anatomically. i am intense, i am stubborn, sometimes extreme, but still full of self-doubt, i get overwhelmed in the storm. i want calm, i need an anchor, someone who can hold tt space for me when things get too much’.
it was such a tender moment of vulnerability, a side of me tt i almost always hide. i guess the person i can admit this to wins the game. crushes have a way of leading me to my true answer sometimes.
This relationship was never meant to happen if tradition got its way. One's a Jewish-Mormon from Los Angeles, another's a Muslim from Arraba, Israel. Listen to how Dear Alyne and Nas met early in the 1000-day journey, and how they maintain their relationship past that — even when the whole world never wants to see them together.
this was really interesting. very genuine conversation on the reality of differences in a relationship. listen to them bicker wooh. timely food for thought.
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