it was raining since morning time, and then the skies cleared and we decided to check out the beach...
oh man, the picture doesn’t justify the colors, the beauty of it all 😍
salty air, bare feet in sand, clear turquoise ocean, the sound of the waves.... it’s just... ahhh 😌
big water always has this big impact on me
takes all worries away
draws me fully into the present moment
relaxes the mind and feeds the soul 😌🙏🏻
(also, creeps me out a little tbh 😅
i feel its might, and my own fragility at the same time whenever i’m facing the ocean... you know 🤗)
anyways, i’m just so grateful to be able to experience all this, and these are my #gratefulnotes ☺️
hope your sunday was great too!
Certain sights and places trigger a thought/memory which makes sense only in that moment and at a primal level only to you! The majestic #Atlantic and the setting sun reminded me of this (and I shit you not ,but remembered this speech word for word) "Great Spirit, Maker of All Life. A warrior goes to you swift and straight as an arrow shot into the sun. Welcome him and let him take his place at the council fire of my people. He is Uncas, my son. Tell them to be patient and ask death for speed; for they are all there but one — I, Chingachgook — Last of the Mohicans." #TableMountain#TheAtlantic#NerdAlert#WhyAmILikeThis#CapeTownDiaries#BadMovieGoodDialogues
Hey @shannonkevans, Everything That Rises Must Converge is coming your way.
Those of you that have read the book, what of it has stayed with you? What would you want to discuss further? Do you like Flannery O'Connor's work in general?
Keep an eye out for next month's book. I think it'll be a good way to start a new year.
(🎨: Kevin Christy / @runnercollective)
“My own view is that this planet is used as a penal colony, lunatic asylum and dumping ground by a superior civilisation, to get rid of the undesirable and unfit. I can't prove it, but you can't disprove it either.” Remembering the one and only Christopher Hitchens - the brilliant journalist, author and social critic - who died on this day in 2011 aged 62.
🥂NEW EPISODE 🥂 it’s nearing the end of the year and we’ve got a lot to say. We give some personal updates, discuss @theatlantic article “Why Are Young People Having So Little Sex”, and give some advice on dating and break ups. Give it a listen on iTunes and SoundCloud. 🍾
The hard work of #TeamDelaney has been paying off and @theatlantic has a fantastic article about the progress that we've made in building a movement to regain the White House. Visit the link in bio to read the article. #TheAtlantic#IAPolitics#IACaucus#2020
Recently I teamed up with The Atlantic team(@atlanticrethink) , and made a promotional video for The Atlantic Renewal Awards, a national competition for nonprofits that are finding creative solutions to America’s most pressing problems.
Full video is coming up soon ⬆️
By the way, this was the shot didn’t make into final cut 🙊
Cuteness overload! Do you experience the uncontrollable urge to want to lovingly "smoosh" an adorable dog or baby against your face? You, my friend, may have "cute aggression." (Turns out it's a good thing!) Published findings in Frontiers in Behavioral Neuroscience suggest that experiencing cuteness sends many people on a neurochemical rollercoaster, with their minds attempting to balance themselves, resulting in bizarre, intense displays toward tiny, helpless beings. Read the full article, This Is Your Brain on Puppies, in @theatlantic. Here’s a look at the Mind Science Foundation fur babies (we wanna smoosh ‘em!) .
I hate the usage of the term 'millenials' because it's become a catchphrase to describe a large range of people, many of which aren't actually millennials. In many instances the term is used to describe younger generationssss (with an 's') who have been given a different country than the one that is promoted in US folklore and propaganda--and different than the country that their parents and grandparents grew up in. The real problem with so-called 'millenials' is that they're challenging the current (unjust) way of life and status quo in the US. That doesn't make the ruling class happy.
So good. So heartbreaking. Such a powerful read. Ta-Nehisi Coates’ We Were Eight Year’s in Power: An American Tragedy looks at the eight years of the Obama administration through two lenses: for each year, the author looks back and reminds us of the context of that year - with the wisdom of 20/20 hindsight - and then chooses one of his essays written at that time to share. So, a rear view and a contemporary view. I have to say, the last section, from Obama’s last year in office, was the hardest to read. The optimism, the hopefulness, the blindness to the signs all around us, the stage that was being set for the upset to come - it broke my heart all over again. But the insight and understanding that comes from looking back was worth the heartache. Coates’ research, passion, and honesty, paired with his gorgeous prose, makes this one of the best books I’ve read all year. We Were Eight Years in Power was my introduction to Coates’ writing, and I’m definitely putting his book, Between the World and Me, on my Christmas list.
I could talk about sex all day long.
There aren’t many (or actually ANY) topics that I find so interesting as sex.
This past weekend @mikaal_bates and I ran a workshop entitled SexMagic and boy was it a roller coaster. It’s been phenomenal to hear the break throughs the participants have been living into today!
This morning I bought a copy of @theatlantic magazine per my teachers request. The cover story is titled “The Sex Recession.” The cover story article was the only one in the whole magazine that held my attention. That moved me.
Preferences. Clarity of preferences. That was one of my requests to the universe earlier this year - to give me clarity of my preferences.
Sure enough, it’s here.
Surely you know people who are enthralled with crafting, painting, wine selecting, running, dogs. That person come to mind?
Well, for me, apparently the thing I’m most fascinated by is sex.
And that’s been hard for me to accept. I’ve judged myself. I hear disempowering voices in my mind saying that’s a crazy thing to devote yourself to, or its hedonistic, or any number of other criticisms. Or that I chose to love and talk about sex this way to get attention. Or for my own ego reasons.
But you know what? None of that’s true.
I’m just so glad I found my thing. I’m so thankful that I’ve finally discerned how this passion fits beautifully into my life. I’m grateful I can bring all the pieces and various facets of me to studying and focusing on sex.
It’s not something I asked for or set about intentionally at first. I just gave myself permission to seek, and sex found me.
It seems that of all the areas of life, this one is so contentious, not as many people devote themselves to sex as to nearly any other equally pervasive/prevalent area of study.
From time to time we all need perspective to help us navigate through our own individual journey. Today, I’m thankful for being fortunate to live and work next to the ocean. It always reminds me where I came from and that, no matter where I have been before, there is so much more out there. #perspective