yanorayanora:

Holy Heart by Egyptian artist Mina Nasr Tadros
Homage to all women who lost a loved one during the revolution.

yanorayanora:

Holy Heart by Egyptian artist Mina Nasr Tadros

Homage to all women who lost a loved one during the revolution.

yanorayanora:

“Women of Egypt, Rise!”
By Egyptian artist Alaa Awad

yanorayanora:

“Women of Egypt, Rise!”

By Egyptian artist Alaa Awad

chasing dreams

my other blog: medhumans.tumblr.com

giddy yet constructive attempt to curate and learn more about the medical humanities.

sequestering and cloistering

it was lonely because you stopped sharing your galaxies and hid them behind unseeing eyes instead; and how then would i have known? we were both looking at magic instead of each other; yes you too. i chased it loudly and desperately. but you, you silently, resolutely believed in its existence. and so we didn’t see each other any more, magic occluding our views, and i felt— still feel— so sorry and angry and lonely and enlightened.

now we are learning— or i hope that we are learning— to see past the scarecrow armies. there is absolutely no benefit in making the world even more impenetrable than it already is, especially knowing us to be— i hope, indisputably— each other’s magic always, always.

how terrifying, how humbling

on february fifteenth a fiftyfive-foot meteor entered earth’s atmosphere undetected, much to nasa’s embarrassment. the explosion— estimated to have the strength of twenty-five hiroshimas— shocked many people awake in the chelyabinsk region of russia. 

how many times have we inexplicably stirred from sleep, not knowing it was because the world nearly died? the universe is so infinite, and we? we are so small, so inconsequential. who are we to lie there and try so hard to close— yes close!— our eyes once again?

"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.’ We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people will not feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone and as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give others permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."

marianne williamson

no hesitation, i’m just gonna follow you

God this is damn freaking scary but if You’re telling me to, i’m gonna gonna

in a funk. can’t write can’t anything.

but the paralytic replied: the man who made me well said to me, “pick up your mat and walk.”