“A soul mate is an ongoing connection with another individual that the soul picks up again in various times and places over lifetimes. We are attracted to another person at a soul level not because that person is our unique complement, but because by being with that individual, we are somehow provided with an impetus to become whole ourselves.”—Edgar Cayce (via elige)
“When I write it feels like I’m carving bone. It feels like I’m creating my own face, my own heart— a Nahuatl concept. My soul makes itself through the creative act. It is constantly remaking and giving birth to itself through my body. It is this learning to live with la Coatlicue that transforms living in the Borderlands from a nightmare into a numinous experience. It is always a path/state to something else.”—Gloria Anzaldúa (via restoried)
“Courage, Jonathan! That’s the only way to live. And remember, bravery isn’t really something you feel. It’s something you show.”—The Secret Letters of The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari by Robin Sharma (via kari-shma)
“When we see love as the will to nurture one’s own or another’s spiritual growth, revealed through acts of care, respect, knowing, and assuming responsibility, the foundation of all love in our life is the same. There is no special love exclusively reserved for romantic partners. Genuine love is the foundation of our engagement with ourselves, with family, with friends, with partners, with everyone we choose to love.”—
Toni Morrison writes that the idea of romantic love and physical beauty are “probably the most destructive ideas in the history of human thought.”
“If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can warm me, I know that is poetry. If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry. These are the only ways I know it. Is there any other way?”—Emily Dickinson, Selected Letters (via atomiclanterns)
“And I ask you right here please to agree with me that a scar is never ugly. That is what the scar makers want us to think. But you and I, we must make an agreement to defy them. We must see all scars as beauty. Okay? This will be our secret. Because take it from me, a scar does not form on the dying. A scar means I survived.”—Chris Cleave (via cosive)
idea: buy a book that you’ve been meaning to read. go to a heavily crowded public place (i.e. train, park bench). sit down. read the book. rip each page out as you finish it. find someone around you and give it to them. start a conversation with them about anything at all. encourage them to actually take time and read the page. then reassume your seat and read another page. rip it out. give it to another person. talk to them. sit down. read another page. until the entire book is pageless. until there are about 150 strangers going about their business in the city with a page in their pocket. a page in their head. they might pass each other on the street later in the day with no idea. an entire city with entire people. if they found each other, they could ascertain the meaning of their page. out of context, their knowledge of the book is merely a guess. but oh so significant. within the confines of the city streets, about 150 strangers have collectively read the book. imagine that.