Humanity
Odd One out
In my world, I have always had trouble fitting in. Whether it’s because I’m vastly different from the person I’m surrounded with or unwilling to conform to their version of normal, I’ve just never fit. This has been never more clear than the first initial months of my former job.
By InkGalaxies~5 years ago in Confessions
A Woman and Her Fears
Here fear doesn’t define only the fear of being tortured physically. It is about violating the liberties of a woman, Restriction to openly speak. If this fear of the women of the country is not eradicated, then the dream of women empowerment will remain dreams.
By Unbounded Soul5 years ago in Confessions
Bless your heart.
I'll never forget meeting my ex boyfriend's family in Cington Georgia. It was 1978 and I was twenty three years old. I had never been to Georgia and my only association was peaches. I was excited to taste one fresh from a farm. The land was rolling hills, often thick with kudsu. It felt wet and dense. We were deep in the country and the history and energy of it was quite old. Very Southern Baptist.
By Susan Kulkowitz5 years ago in Confessions
"SHANITA" MEANS A BEAUTIFUL GIFT FROM GOD
When I awake in the morning, I make sure to start my day off with gratitude and prayer. It is what sustains my day and provides mental preparation for how I handle my external environment. Meditation proceeds, but I’m still working on how to clear my mind longer than ten seconds. I stay dedicated. I drink a glass of water before I exercise, and complete my other recreational tasks, so that around 11 am my day begins.
By Beautiful Intelligence5 years ago in Confessions
Curved Bowls and Medicine for Melancholy
A few years ago, the city council of Monza, Italy, barred pet owners from keeping goldfish in curved bowls... saying that it is cruel to keep a fish in a bowl with curved sides because, gazing out, the fish would have a distorted view of reality. But how do we know we have the true, undistorted picture of reality? Stephen Hawking
By Tom Brad5 years ago in Confessions
Reverse Immigration
My first day at the job I was lectured by another teacher for wearing shoes inside the school. He scolded me in a language familiar, yet completely foreign to my ears. I was late getting on the bus, so it didn't phase me in the slightest. I remember hearing him laugh later on with the other teachers thinking that I was another student. I laughed too. I was fresh out of college and everything about my face and features looked the same as them. It was reassuring knowing that for once in my life everyone else around me looked like me.
By Dan Lee5 years ago in Confessions
WEIRDOS
The story of my life is “I don’t fit in.” I can remember listening to Mariah Carey’s Album, “Butterfly,” singing the words to the song, “Outside, around the age of ten.” It went something like this… “You’ll always be, somewhere on the outside.” What’s even more affirming is that I’m an Aquarius and Aquarians don’t fit in. Uranus is our ruling planet which simply means rebellion. Although I never thought of myself as such, I see why I am. I do not have the same beliefs as my family. I am an “out of the box” thinker. I love to debate and challenge other’s perspectives, and most of all I can’t be controlled or conform unless I agree with the situation at hand. Other rebellious qualities are that we are known to stand up passionately for the things we believe in, and usually becomes activists through music or our artistic gifts.
By Beautiful Intelligence5 years ago in Confessions
Passionate for Love
Did you know that there are 53,0000 homeless people on the streets every night. 25 % percent of the homeless are people with severe mental illness. 30% of the homeless population are children. Where you aware that out of every 10,000 veterans 21 are living on the streets? Helping these people and showing them love is my passion. There is nothing like the feeling that comes with not knowing where you are going to lay your head down during the night. I speak from personal experience, I know what it is like. There is a deep feeling of dreed that comes from the fact you have no safe place to be.
By Adriane Kirby5 years ago in Confessions
