"Apolitical art does not exist" Diego Rivera
Frida Kahlo exhibition in Genova, Italy
People grow when they are loved well. If you want to help others heal, love them without an agenda.
Mike McHargue (via llleighsmith)
What we find is that if you have a goal that is very, very far out, and you approach it in little steps, you start to get there faster. Your mind opens up to the possibilities.
Mae Jemison (First African American Female Astronaut)
This is the last picture I took with the Brooklyn Pikachu-Açaí Stars, the amazing group of youth I worked with in #Brasil! I still remember that moment when we had to take the picture and some of us couldn't stop crying and laughing at the same time. Missing the beautiful, amazing and dedicated Brooklyn Pikachu-Açaí Stars. You will ALL be forever in my heart. This experience was AMAZING and I recommend it to anyone interested in #coaching #English in #Brazil, trying something new, or stepping out of their #comforZone. I am so #thankful for this experience and now I'm #fundraising $500 for future fellows so they can embark on this experience next year. If you want to learn about my experience and/or make a small #donation please visit my fundraising website www.coloradogives.org/Di_Araujo. #USBC #CoachingEnglish #YouthWork #Educators #InternationalWork #LifeChangingExperience
We do not heal the past by dwelling there; we heal the past by living fully in the present.
Marianne Williamson (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
Wisdom.
http://crashinglybeautiful.tumblr.com/post/21368577710/above-all-else-we-need-to-nourish-our-true
Above all else, we need to nourish our true self—what we can call our buddha nature—for so often we make the fatal mistake of identifying with our confusion, and then using it to judge and condemn ourselves, which feeds the lack of self-love that so many of us suffer from today. How vital it is...
"Decía la abuela que cuando una mujer se sintiera triste lo mejor que podía hacer era trenzarse el cabello; de esta manera el dolor quedaría atrapado entre los cabellos y no podría llegar hasta el resto del cuerpo; había que tener cuidado de que la tristeza no se metiera en los ojos pues los haría llover, tampoco era bueno dejarla entrar en nuestros labios pues los obligaría a decir cosas que no eran ciertas, que no se meta entre tus manos- me decía- porque puedes tostar de más el café o dejar cruda la masa; y es que a la tristeza le gusta el sabor amargo.
Cuando te sientas triste niña, trénzate el cabello; atrapa el dolor en la madeja y déjalo escapar cuando el viento del norte pegue con fuerza. Nuestro cabello es una red capaz de atraparlo todo, es fuerte como las raíces del ahuehuete y suave como la espuma del atole.”
-Paola Klug
I am an indigenous-mestiza-afrodescendent trans-national Latina sister from the picturesque South American city of Guayaquil and brought up in East Flatbush, Brooklyn. I love and respect my journey in exploring my browness and my womanhood.
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