Remember my post back in March titled Love Has No Labels? The diversity and inclusion public service announcement in the US launched on Valentine's Day? Well, the theme is back. Actually, it never left. I love it so much that it is not going to leave. Ever. Because no-strings-attached love is something that I am all about. Let's call it my new mantra…yes, my new love mantra. And, I'm all about sharing it.
Granted, love without labels isn't always be easily to do. It's not always convenient or agree with social norms. It may be difficult. Heck, it may suck sometimes! Your pride may have to take a back seat. You might have to tell you ego to f-off, or someone to do just that.
Right, so why is it back? (Or, simply still here I guess because it never left…) Because there is a short film I want to share with you and I want you to watch it with the love mantra in your mind (Love has no labels, love has no labels, …)
Watch it and remember that love doesn't look, speak or walk a certain way. So, don't try to make it into something it isn't, or to try and understand something you aren't. Diversity is beautiful.
Love has humble beginnings in a feeling. Keep it simple.
Follow this link to watch the video. You'll be glad you did.
http://edition.cnn.com/2015/03/18/living/feat-transgender-child-raising-ryland/
Monday 20 April 2015
Tuesday 14 April 2015
A love poem a day keeps the divorce lawyer away.
Not that I have any lawyers at bay or anything. Far from the truth. But, honestly, if an apple a day can keep the doctor away, I'm fully inclined to think that a love poem can do that to the divorce lawyer. Heck, why not create an excuse to dig up a handful of good poetry? I love a good love poem.
My favourite modern poet? Pablo Neruda. Hands down. Even though I am stuck reading his translated work, his poems still sound amazing. How does he do it?
So, even though I could so easily list out a handful of my favourites, I will only give you one. Only a leaf of the tree of our love…To S love A.
Enjoy it, savour it and wrap yourself in it.
And, if you're lucky, you might get another one tomorrow. Depends on the lawyer's location. I'll have to think about it. xoxo
Sonnet XVII
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way than this:
where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
My favourite modern poet? Pablo Neruda. Hands down. Even though I am stuck reading his translated work, his poems still sound amazing. How does he do it?
So, even though I could so easily list out a handful of my favourites, I will only give you one. Only a leaf of the tree of our love…To S love A.
Enjoy it, savour it and wrap yourself in it.
And, if you're lucky, you might get another one tomorrow. Depends on the lawyer's location. I'll have to think about it. xoxo
Sonnet XVII
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way than this:
where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
Tuesday 7 April 2015
Those suspicious plastic containers
I have a couple aversions that go hand in hand with the kitchen. Along with my distrust of microwaves, I don't like plastic containers. You know, takeaway containers or things you store your leftovers in? If it's flexy, see-through and isn't glass, I'm suspicious. I can just imagine it leaching the weirdness of what it's made of into my food!
I remember a study from a physiology class I took in college about fish living in a lake that was filled with run-off from a nearby plastic plant. (It was a while ago but the story went something like that…) What scientists found over time were a whole lot of confused fish. How were they confused? Males became females, androgyny became popular, females changed too.
#wtf that is so not cool. Sometimes I feel like I am being silly and paranoid but then I just think of that story and #omg we are conducting a similar experiment on ourselves! Think of all the stuff we eat and drink out of that is housed in plastic?! It's insane!
And then I watched the episode of Catalyst (yes, I love that show) called Our Chemical Lives (below) and that just sealed the paranoid deal for me. We are one big experiment.
But then again, this is only one experiment out of many we are running on the human race…ourselves. Bring on the weirdness! So not cool.
Put away the plastic. Put away the chemicals. If we don't know what it does, don't put that shit in my products.
I remember a study from a physiology class I took in college about fish living in a lake that was filled with run-off from a nearby plastic plant. (It was a while ago but the story went something like that…) What scientists found over time were a whole lot of confused fish. How were they confused? Males became females, androgyny became popular, females changed too.
#wtf that is so not cool. Sometimes I feel like I am being silly and paranoid but then I just think of that story and #omg we are conducting a similar experiment on ourselves! Think of all the stuff we eat and drink out of that is housed in plastic?! It's insane!
And then I watched the episode of Catalyst (yes, I love that show) called Our Chemical Lives (below) and that just sealed the paranoid deal for me. We are one big experiment.
But then again, this is only one experiment out of many we are running on the human race…ourselves. Bring on the weirdness! So not cool.
Put away the plastic. Put away the chemicals. If we don't know what it does, don't put that shit in my products.
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