I’m #4 with a dash of #3, and as far as I’m concerned, that’s the only way to be.
(via invictus)
People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that’s what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life.
A true soul mate is probably the most important person you’ll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave.
A soul mate’s purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life, then introduce you to your spiritual master…
– Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love
There are people who deserve you and people who don’t. If you have someone in your life who takes you for granted or doesn’t give you the respect that you deserve, leave them in the past where they belong. Surround yourself with people who challenge your mind and bring out the best in you. As for the ones who only exist to bring you down or cheapen your potential; let them find people who are better-suited to their own qualities and principles. Hold yourself to the highest standard possible. People who don’t measure up don’t deserve your time. People who can’t see past their own cowardice or their own arrogance don’t deserve your time. Anyone who doesn’t treat you the way you treat yourself doesn’t deserve your time. And if you are treating yourself in a way that gives people permission to take advantage of you, start showing yourself the exact same respect that you should be demanding of everyone else.
My new secret shame is Glee, a TV show about a high school show choir and their journey from nothing to something. Most of the show feels like it is pulled straight out of a Sunday afternoon special, but the brilliant music and dance numbers more than make up for the cheesy dialogue.
Verdict? Skip the drama. Get to the music. That’s where the heart is.
Last Saturday, I attended an “ad-hoc unconference on sexuality” called KinkForAll. At a glance, the event title can be misleading. The word “kink” brings to mind a specific set of activities. But KinkForAll is not only about kinky sex, but all expressions of sexuality, especially those that are not mainstream.
I arrived at the event with my laptop. I had missed the first set of presentations, because I had a few errands to complete in the morning. But I stayed for the rest of the day and live-tweeted what I could. The atmosphere was very casual. The presenters encouraged discussion, and often one of us would interrupt with a comment or a question. I felt very relaxed; it was freeing to be able to talk about kink so openly.
Other people have also tweeted about the event: Look for the #KFABOS and #KinkForAll hashtags on Twitter. The master list of media and responses can be found on the KinkForAll Boston website.
I didn’t tag all of my tweets with the #KFABOS hashtag, so I collected the relevant tweets here in chronological order.
Andrew Sullivan at The Daily Dish linked to an article about basic Jungian principles to give some explanation of the psychology behind the tea-party movement. Are teabaggers projecting their need for control through their fear of (governmental) control? I think so, to some degree. But I think that it is also a fear of change, of this uppity black man who usurped their America, of the coming reality that white people have to share their power.
One of Sullivan’s readers comments:
To take [Jung and teabaggers] one step further and incorporate some innate racist tendencies that many middle class whites may not even be aware of in themselves: for the United States to be called on the carpet, chastened for our collective excesses and asked to come to our senses by a black man now that decades of Great White Fathers and their laissez-faire spending and social awareness have failed us all – well, of course puny minds are blown.
I have lived far down on the B line at Packard’s Corner. I have also lived in Kenmore Square. I now live in Fenway. I have lived in Boston long enough to appreciate every single word of this letter:
Dear MBTA riders,
That sucks about the fare hike huh? Anyway let’s talk about proper transit etiquette when one is crammed onto a metal tube with a bunch of strangers, yeah?
1) When you’re about to get on a train, you need to realize people are getting off of it. Wait your turn, the train conductors stick their heads out the window looking for people like you, they see you, they’re not going to pull away while you’re half in the door, even if some of you deserve it.
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