relentlesstraveler:

L’aventure peut te blesser mais la monotonie te tuera"Adventure may hurt you but monotony will kill you."

relentlesstraveler:

L’aventure peut te blesser mais la monotonie te tuera
"Adventure may hurt you but monotony will kill you."

By Popular Demand: Freelance Badassery Class Notes!

lucybellwood:

Hey Badasses!

Many of you requested that I put my lecture notes from Monday’s talk online, so here they are (just click the “Read More” link below this paragraph — it’s a mother of a post and I didn’t want to clog up everyone’s dashboards).

I mention Jonathan Lethem’s wonderful essay on creative appropriation — The Ecstasy of Influence — down in the “Suggested Reading” section, but reading through this outline really makes me want to reiterate just how many of these ideas I have lifted or regurgitated from other creators. I’ve given credit wherever I know how to, but know that this stuff gets said a great deal because deep down we all know it.

The information is simple. It’s doing The Work that’s hard.

I challenge you all to make something tomorrow. Something small. Start as small as you can. But make something.

Good luck.

We who are likewise about to make things salute you.

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I’m not sure. But there’s something about the darkness, the stillness of this hour, I think, that creates a language of its own. There’s a strange kind of freedom in the dark; a terrifying vulnerability we allow ourselves at exactly the wrong moment, tricked by the darkness into thinking it will keep our secrets. We forget that the blackness is not a blanket; we forget that the sun will soon rise. But in the moment, at least, we feel brave enough to say things we’d never say in the light.
Practice makes practice.
Because everything is already perfect,
there is nothing beyond to attain.
Free your Self of imperfection.
Practice…..makes practice.

fuckyeahyoga:

tristaticdump:

I’ll be training my whole life to be a fabulous old woman.

- Haley

Another belief of mine: that everyone else my age is an adult, whereas I am merely in disguise.

Margaret Atwood, Cat’s Eye

We ignored truths for temporary happiness.
There is no path to happiness. Happiness is the path.
or-ma-ka-or:

Namaste my friends

or-ma-ka-or:

Namaste my friends

(Source: littleballofgay)