Internet Inspiration is BACK! I was feeling so bad that all I was posting was Internet Inspiration; it felt like a cop-out. And I had a ton of things I wanted to share, but then I left my laptop in MD last weekend and won’t get it back until this weekend (thanks for bringing it to me, David!) and of course, I don’t find a good article and immediately put it in the post and save it to the cloud; that would be way too easy. I let all my computers become a tabstravaganza and hope that the power doesn’t go out and that I don’t leave my computer somewhere. Over the past few weeks I’ve been on the losing end of that strategy.
But whatever. There’s always good stuff on the interwebs. I hope you all are having a lovely week!
15 Dead Giveaways that Someone is American. I think this is probably true, and not insulting at all (which I was expecting it to be).
I have so much love for this post on inhabiting soul from Susannah.
“You are an embodied soul. That means what your soul experiences, your body experiences.”
Underlining it with my orange pen, I read it again. There was a bell ringing in my head. I copied the quote into my journal, and then carried on writing:
I spend so much time fretting about being a soul “trapped” in a body, when, actually, my soul permeates every part of my body. I am an embodied soul. My soul and my body are not separate! If I consider that every single cell in my body contains my soul — that it’s not just perched in my head or my heart, or floating around outside of me — but actually IN me, inside every part of me, it makes me look at my body differently. It’s not “just the car I drive around in.”
Maybe this sounds obvious to you, but, friends, it was the first time I really got it (cue the irony) deep in my bones. From the tips of my toes and the in-growing hairs on my shins, to the wobbly flesh on my hips and the freckles on my nose, every single part of me contains my soul. After a lifetime of dismissing my body that was the day the dam broke and my head and body got stitched back together. I honestly don’t know why it had never occurred to me before.
I love this stencil wall from Ellen. Even after reading about all her frustrations, I still want to paint a wall magenta and do this stencil in gold.
Steve says it’s not about being fragile or sturdy, but about becoming antifragile. Love it.
Antifragile: Don’t handle with care! Throw it, try to break it, drop it, throw randomness and chaos at it, for it becomes stronger as a result. Like the mythical Hydra: cut off one head, and two heads appear in its place. In fact, antifragile objects can become weaker if you don’t mishandle them!
The most important skill you’ll learn this week: how to take jumping photos with an iPhone.
And, a public service announcement from Sarah: turn back the bread.