1. "Be kind to yourself while blooming. I know sometimes it feels like your soul doesn’t always fit. It’s all a part of the process."
    — Emery Allen  (via thatkindofwoman)

    (Source: wethinkwedream, via happythings)

     
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  3. Vanessa Jackman

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    A: ”Hennessy on the rocks, yo” sliding a cup of coffee across the counter.

    B: ”Do you know that your Kings suck yet?”

    The casual banter between the man behind a cash register and his customer in a deli we visited every day near our “Harlem Palace” in the Spanish Harlem.

    "The Subway costs almost $3 now, I know, it’s crazy"

    A kind African American mother waiting for the Subway at 103 & Lexington as three girls tried to figure out the best cheapest way to cross the Central Park to Barney’s Greengrass.

    "…"

    The words a young man didn’t have to use as he silently observed the two of us standing as one of our friends sat to his left. Then the simple gesture as he stood up and motioned for all of us to sit together. 

    What I love most about traveling, the world, the country, this city, is the opportunity to witness and appreciate how large our world is. But every time I do travel I am reminded that it is not always in the grandiose things — the architecture, the food, the culture. It’s simply in the small, ordinary things that I am quieted and humbled.

    *Now I know that the one on the right is just a smidgen crooked, dangit.

     

  5. "Life is not somewhere waiting for you, it is happening in you. It is not in the future as a goal to be arrived at, it is herenow, this very moment — in your breathing, circulating in your blood, beating in your heart. Whatsoever you are is your life, and if you start seeking meaning somewhere else, you will miss it. Man has done that for centuries."
    — Osho  (via thatkindofwoman)

    (Source: lazyyogi, via thatkindofwoman)

     
  6. S and I made it to the airport just an hour before my flight. Boarding would begin in promptly 30 minutes. We rushed through security but at 4pm instead of being at my gate I found myself sweating through my coat (and my heat tech, ahem) frantically chasing down B36. I didn’t fly all the way to NY to not get Shake Shack, is how I justified my rather inexcusable behavior.

    After guilt tripping the poor Shake Shack employees for making me almost miss my flight I grabbed my shake and burger, said my goodbyes, made plans for winter, and started running down Delta to go back to Virgin. (seriously my father would have had a heart attack if he knew. )

    Just as I got to about B30, an airport patrol officer came by on his patrol mobile (what are those called anyway?) and asked me where I was headed. Next thing I knew I was on this patrol car knowing that if I were to make this flight it would simply be a miracle. The greasy white shake shack bag in my left hand caused a sheepish grin as I beeped beeped beeped my way through ~30 gates of travelers and shoppers but hey, how are you going to put a Shake Shack in JFK and NOT expect one or two people to jeopardize their flight to get a bite before they leave, am I right? He dropped me off directly at my empty gate where I then ran to fill my seat. 

    That was the epic end to my 2013 NY Friendsgiving with nothing but thankfulness in my heart.

     
     
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  8. Happy Thanksgiving world! From the most adorable penguin on a subway in Queens.

     

  9. "The problem is not enjoyment, the problem is attachment."
    — Tilopia  (via thatkindofwoman)

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  10. "You’ll need coffee shops and sunsets and road trips. Airplanes and passports and new songs and old songs, but people more than anything else. You will need other people and you will need to be that other person to someone else, a living breathing screaming invitation to believe better things."
    —  Jamie Tworkowski  (via thatkindofwoman)

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  11. That feeling of finishing one chapter, and turning the page only to discover that  what you thought to be true just one page before, was utterly, completely, blatantly, wrong. 

    That’s life sometimes, isn’t it? 

    On another note, Tears in Heaven by Eric Clapton always makes me cry.

     

  12. A thankful 24 hours

    Thankful for the phone call with a close friend, and that her caller ID on my phone was much more personal than a new chat window in the bottom right hand corner. 

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    I consider myself lucky, for the prayer C and I prayed last night as we said goodnight. And that that could be one of the most vulnerable and selfless things we could ever do for each other. 

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    Thankful for the gathering of believers in the workplace. That for the first time in the 2 years I’ve been working I can legitimately say there are other Christians at work. Realizing and understanding the reality that there can be true fellowship and community in the workplace. God is not, and will not be confined. 

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    I feel full, from that feeling that filled every crevice of my heart tonight as I looked out the window at the blanket of darkness over San Francisco. With the city lights shining here and there and everywhere. The assurance that this season has purpose, it isn’t completely meaningless. Though it’s lost on me, there is a reason for this too. 

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    Smile as I think about the chance to come home and watch HIMYM with my roommates. 

    There is so very much to be thankful for. 

     
  13. The wind and waves surround me
    And I’m tossed, Feel like I’m drowning
    I am tired, I am weak
    I need you here with me
    'Cause I can feel the rising tide
    But I don’t have the strength to fight
    I feel clouded and confused
    I need you here with me


    In the chaos of the storm
    I have drifted far; far away
    But I call out your name
    'Cause you are just a breath
    A breath away

    Then through the shadows
    Your light appears
    I’ve known you’re with me
    But now it is clear
    I can feel you
    Jesus All around

    Like sun on my skin
    Warm to the touch
    Here you surround me
    I am held by love
    I can feel you
    Jesus all around

    Now hope is rushing through my veins
    With everything you’ve rearranged
    I am peaceful; I am brave
    When you’re here with me

    All my questions find their answers here
    When you come you change the atmosphere
    I am focused; I am clear
    When you’re here with me

    There is nothing in this world
    That will satisfy my soul like you do

    Then through the shadows
    Your light appears
    I’ve known you’re with me
    But now its is clear
    I can feel you
    Jesus all around
    Like sun on my skin
    Warm to the touch
    Here you surround me
    I am held by love
    I can feel you
    Jesus all around

    Though the storm it rages
    I won’t be moved
    I won’t be shaken
    I’m anchored in you
    I can feel you
    Jesus all around



     
     

  14. First comes the hurt. 

    Then the pain. 

    As it all washes over you. 

    The confusion.

    The doubt. 

    Some more confusion, and some more doubt. 

    The acceptance. 

    The healing. the slow but steady healing. 

     

  15. "Good communication is just as stimulating as black coffee, and just as hard to sleep after."
    — 

    Anne Morrow Lindbergh  (via thatkindofwoman)

    How very true.

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