In the bleak mid-winter
Frosty wind made moan;
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak mid-winter
This is only the very beginning of Christina Rossetti’s poem 𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘉𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘔𝘪𝘥𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳. We read it during Advent last season. Something about poetry gets me all in my feels. It speaks a language my soul recognizes.
We were snowed in today, which is something I love. When the wind died down and the temperatures went up, we loaded the car and hit the road for Nana’s house. It was risky on my driveway, but we arrived safely.
What do you do on snow days? I think I could’ve stayed tucked in all weekend and been as happy as a lark, but not this weekend. We’ve got important business to attend to. 🤩
We zijn er!
Na een top vlucht (Thanks to @nicoleophelders ) zijn we inmiddels alweer 1,5 dag op Bali ♡
Het huisje (of eigenlijk de huisjes) waar we de eerste maand verblijven is perfect!
Veranda met uitzicht op het zwembad, loopafstand van het strand en heerlijk eten en drinken. Misschien blijven we hier wel gewoon 😉
Voor nu zijn we vooral aan t landen. Wennen aan het rustige leven en aan de temperatuur.
In Nederland hebben we de laatste weken heel veel gedaan, dus het is even omschakelen.
Vroeger zou ik doorgegaan zijn met rennen. Meteen alles zien, meteen actie actie, maar nu probeer ik mijn mind toe te spreken als deze vanalles wil.
Het is pas dag 2, je hoeft nog niks...
Mijn coach @davidpieters_ herinnerde me daar gisteren nog aan met een fijn spraakbericht. Hij woont zelf ook op Bali met zijn gezin en heeft dezelfde omschakeling gehad.
En daarnaast werd en word ik overspoeld met lieve berichtjes van jullie! Zo fijn en nodig 😇 keep them coming ♡♡♡
Ik wens jullie een mooie dag! En swipe naar rechts voor Padang Padang beach in kleur 😍
Mermaiding with mantas 🧜♀🧜♀🧜♀
I love manta rays. I also love hearing stories of people's manta experiences. Have you dive with manta rays? Share your experience with me 🥰 #mantarays ▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️
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Diving with @dive_butler_amilla
Island home at @amillafushi
I’m always thinking of the homeless. Idk, I guess it’s just something God gave me a passion for, and on painful, cold nights like this, I can’t help but think of them even more. People ask, “well why don’t they just go to a shelter?” Well you see, it’s not always that simple.
Here are actual quotes from people I have met throughout the years... “I was separated from my wife, women with women and men with men. I’d rather spend the night in the cold, then to be separated from her. “ “I woke up one day with bedbugs. Well let’s not forget about the lice and scabies.“ “I had no freedom, they told me when to eat, when to go to sleep, when to wake up, and sometimes even went to shower. “ “I don’t like that they force religion on me. “I had to pray and worship before I ate, which isn’t a bad thing, but it’s not what I believe in.” “Not everyone is on drugs or alcohol, but I was surrounded by a lot of them and a lot of people who are not mentally stable. That scared me. “ “I was actually scared for my safety. “ “People stole the little that I had. “ “It’s uncomfortable for me to shower in the same shower with another person. I like my privacy, you know? Especially when you don’t know who you’re showering next to, or If they committed a crime. I’m not judging or being hypocritical since I’m homeless myself, but I’ve seen this a lot. “ “I was sexually assaulted at one. I trust no one. “ “I had what little belongings taken from me.” “I’d rather be on my own then have to follow someone else’s rules and teachings.” “Try being sick at one. “
So there you have it. Now please don’t get me wrong, there are MANY good, loving shelters who do their best. I know, I’ve worked with them, but please keep in mind these are how some people feel. It’s their opinion and their reasoning. Sometimes we don’t always understand. I get it. I was one.
Some love for 1985's #007#aviewtoakill ! I really enjoyed visiting some cool #sanfrancisco#jamesbondlocations early in 2019. Then, I had the joy of @beingjamesbond calling it the worst #rogermoore007 film (which he says is still great!) leading to "Operation: Main Strike-back" from the "defender of the so-called faith" podcaster @fromtailorswithlove . The back-and-forth was one of my curious highlights of 2019. 😂 Looking forward to whatever is in store from you fellas in The Year of Bond!
Hi! My name is Dr. Vanessa Rosario and I am an Ob-Gyn Hospitalist. For those of you who don’t know what an Ob-Gyn Hospitalist is or does I will expand... It is a physician who is specially trained in the specialty of Obstetrics and Gynecology and who is employed by a hospital or group to work in the hospital (as opposed to a private clinic) to work in the Obstetrics ER 🤰🏻, to perform deliveries 👶🏻, to take patients to the OR for stat/emergent c-sections if their doctor is not immediately available, to see floor and main ER consults, and to respond to all Obstetric and Gynecologic emergencies. Our goal is to provide timely patient care while serving as backup for the private doctors in the area. And I’ve been on the other side so I know how valued us hospitalists are. #obgynlife#obgynhospitalist#workhardplayhard#livingthedream#womeninmedicine
I believe this is well said! 💯 we have to control the energy we welcome into our lives . We must be more aware of what is worth our time. We stress less and relax more ♥️. ___________________________________
Every time one of my baby vets gets their wings, I’m over the moon.
Because I remember what that felt like.
Seeing the words “you’ve been accepted.”
I remember wanting it more than
And every time I get a message telling me someone got in, I feel that same feeling all over again for you. .
But I also remember what it felt like to see other people get what I wanted before I had it.
It stung a little. .
And I can’t help but feel like I might be making someone feel that when I post my stories congratulating my new baby vets.
I wish in those moments, someone would’ve told me that it just wasn’t my time—
But it would come.
And to keep persevering.
Remember that I am still every bit amazing in my own right.
And not to compare myself
despite what anyone else’s stats are. .
For what it’s worth,
You’re brave for doing this.
You have chosen one of the hardest paths to walk.
Where you’re standing right now is lightyears farther than where you were a year ago and far behind where you’ll be in the next.
The process is hard, but trust it.
And trust me
when I say that it’s okay if your path isn’t linear. It rarely is.
Just keep the course. One day this path will lead to a million new, beautiful ones. And I promise those are ones you don’t want to miss 🤍
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I was walking up to the house today and felt a sudden rush of remembrance. So much unexpected emotion, specifically around my once longing for this exact life that I had previously only dreamed of.
Years and years ago, Matt and I found ourselves despondent and almost detached from the life we were living. I found myself becoming increasingly entrenched in a desperate search for life’s deeper meanings... Self-help books, same books on repeat on everything car ride, lots of Oprah, and hours and hours of a newly devoted yoga practice, all to help quell a relentless anxiety and fear. This journey eventually led myself, and Matt, on a quest to find our life’s true path, which was way more easily spoken about then done ...
In the midst of this sort of self-discovery, I attended an evening yoga flow that promised live drumming and chanting. The class was led by a Native American gentleman, who quite honestly did more inspirational speaking then actual chanting and drumming. After getting over my initial irritation that I wasn’t able to just do my yoga uninterrupted, I listened. And it is hard to explain, but his words that night somehow changed the chemistry in my brain. He helped me reign in my fear and find my power in this human experience. He told the group that night, that sometimes we must jump into the abyss of the unknown, and we must experience the free fall, and we must keep the faith that the wind WILL catch us so that eventually we will soar. The imagery in that statement was so profound for me that I felt completely transformed and full of knowing.
Not long after that evening Matt and I sold most of our things, packed the rest, and moved to Vermont.
The speakers name was Tony Redhouse, which meant very little to me at the time and literally blew my mind when I remembered him only a short time ago.
There is a lot to unpack there, for me personally. And for those of you who are still here with me, congrats. I know long form thought is very anti-insta 😂 But I’m sort of ready to return to something a bit deeper here, in general...