Friday link roundup 8/26

This illustration shows the relationship between languages in the form of a tree.

Two Orlando Hospitals say they won’t bill victims of the Pulse Nightclub shooting.

A major earthquake and its aftershocks hit Italy this week, causing major destruction and death.

Attention, early risers: Why before sunrise might be the most productive time.

Haiku: Insomnia

I’m thankful that I generally sleep better these days.

Insomnia sucks
Wish I could sleep more soundly
My thoughts stay restless

– 2013

Conversation with my inner critic

I hear the voice, intruding in on my thoughts:

I am the one who minimizes your art
and tells you
no.
I am the one that doubts your
dreams and drives you too hard in their pursuit.
I am what you do not claim.
I am the one who steals your glory
Keeps you small when you rise
Who convinces you
you are no one.

My reply:
Your voice can be so loud
I want to raise my own
so I can hear
myself.

– Spring 2014

Friday link roundup 8/19

A Baltimore elementary school is sending children to a mindfulness room instead of the principal’s office. Through teaching them mindfulness techniques, the students learn how to navigate through conflict in mindful, rather than reactive, ways.

A Q&A with a National Geographic photographer about his work and the power of photography.

Ever felt like you lacked words when a loved one is grieving? This Upworthy article has insights on grief and ideas on what to say.

Last week, swimmer Simone Manuel won an Olympic gold medal. She is the first African-American to win a gold medal in an individual swimming event in the Olympics. This article shares why this is such a big deal, and reflects on swimming’s racist past in the United States.

Connected.

Swirls of color in the sky
Light playing over the landscape
People dancing around the fire
Night sky full of stars
Pine trees, drinking from the stream
Trust and warmth flooding through

Sweetness and relief flowing over me
Thoughts wandering but not resting in between
In the sacredness of this, I feel my body, connected.

– February 2013

Visualization: creating presence.

Continuing to clear out my drafts folder. This was in the papers I sorted through earlier this summer.

From a wise woman visualization in a class on transformation:

She hands me a woven shawl that she tenderly drapes across my shoulders, a round stone with a spiral carved into it, and a map with a compass so I can always have a guide. The temple itself is made of tree boughs and logs, with stain glass windows that attract the light.

She smiles, such warmth and beauty. She wears long sleeves and a long, flowing skirt. She is so present and that is the main gift she gives to me, the vividness, the sharpness of what it means to be present.

– November 2012

I’m tired/I’m grateful

I’m tired of being long-distance, of being so far away from him. It’s been over two years now that we’ve lived in separate places.

I’m grateful that I’ve gotten to have this time to heal and grow while we’ve been apart.

I’m tired of mainly seeing each other on the screen.

I’m grateful that we have FaceTime and Skype, and that we can see each other that way and talk on a regular basis.

I’m grateful that this has challenged us to learn how to communicate more effectively.

I’m tired of visits that feel so incredibly full, like we’re trying to shove everything we can into a short period of time.

I’m grateful that we’ve gotten to have these visits, because even small amounts of time together can feel precious and amazing.

I’m tired of missing him.

I’m grateful that soon, we’ll get to live and  be together on a regular basis.

(And part of me knows that there will be times when he or I will want space, and that kind of longing will be far from my mind. That missing will happen, but perhaps for shorter periods of time – a  business trip, visiting a friend or family, a day when he comes home from work later than expected, etc.)

I am tired, and I am grateful.

It’s less than two months before our wedding. I’m anticipating stressful moments, bittersweet moments, celebratory moments. I want to hold this time close to me – to be able to cherish the last weeks of my time here, collect memories, and to prepare myself for the transition.
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