This has been my go-to recipe that month. It’s just the following dressing you could probably pour over a car bicycle to allow it to taste good.
Jodi of Legal Nomads is obviously an extraordinary writer, and she wrote magnificently about living with chronic, invisible pain.
I Truly love this May ’t Help Falling Over the Rainbow mash-up from Kenny Holland and his sister Capri.
She was mad because she was a girl, a woman who was not supposed to sleep or maintain her own walk home alone through the night.
Inside her very long, thoughtful piece of her daughter Carmen’s MS journey, Maria Bustillos interviewed a doctor named George Jelinek. Dr. Jelinek called the difference between”healing” and”healing,” with the central message that it really matters to take a more active role in the maintenance of their own bodies.
This guide to using makeup and makeup for ritual and empowerment is a very interesting take. I love the notion of picking makeup based on your goal for the week!
She’d the frenzied anger of an animal throwing itself against the bars of its cage, so determined to free itself at any cost.
I don’t know much about Sylvia Plath, however, I like that homage from The Belle Jar.
Her rage is what shines most obviously in her last poems — her huge, flawless, unfeminine anger. As her marriage shuddered and jolted towards its end, she needed to reevaluate who she was not the adoring wife, the sweet girl, the earth mother. She shed her good-girl ego, the self craved everybody’s acceptance, and has been reborn a fury. Much like Shakespeare’s Ariel, for all whom she called her final publication, she’d eventually burst out of her prison and has been towering, winged and deadly, towards sunlight.
This term, untranslatable in English, is what I have struggled against these years. A wistful longing for something that may never return. After so long, searching for a response to’fix’ the pain wasn’t helping. I only turned toward healing after I forced that deep, destructive nostalgia from my mind.