#ReflectingOnThePast

[in-tenebris-et-in-solitudine]

At this time last year, I had 2 of my absolute best friends in the world, now I don't have anyone. It's fine. Growth comes with losing important people. Lesson learned.

[magnoliasandpalmtrees]

Why am I always

Wanting,

Needing—

I saw you,

Watching me.

I needed you

to want me.

I lift my shirt,

Bared myself,

Showed you all that I am.

But like a mirror,

You only saw you—

Wanted you,

Needed you,

Irresistible you.

How erotic it must have been,

Watching yourself reach down,

The congregate walls echoing your

moans

As we whispered together,

“Want me..”

“Need me..”

-written 2016

[michonnescarl]

Echoes of History: Reflecting on the Aftermath of World War II 🕊️🌍✨

✨ This poignant video takes us back in time to the aftermath of World War II, where I stand amidst the rubble of a once-thriving building. It serves as a stark reminder of the devastation caused by the war and the enduring spirit of resilience that emerged from its ashes. 🕊️🌍💫

💔 The shattered remnants of the building are a solemn testament to the human cost of war. Amidst the ruins, I can almost hear the echoes of the past, the cries for peace and the yearning for a brighter future. It is a poignant symbol of the collective suffering and the unwavering hope that emerged in the wake of destruction.

🌅 Yet, even amidst the devastation, signs of resilience and rebuilding emerge. The spirit of unity and determination fuels the recovery efforts, as communities come together to rebuild their homes, their lives, and their nations. It's a testament to the indomitable human spirit and the power of rebuilding from the ground up.

🕊️ As I reflect on the aftermath of World War II, I am reminded of the importance of learning from history, of cherishing peace, and of fostering understanding and compassion. It's a call to embrace our shared humanity and work towards a future where war is but a distant memory, gis assignment help, arcgis assignment help and cipd assignment help

🌟 So here's to the echoes of history, the lessons learned, and the resilience that emerges from the ashes. Let's honour the sacrifices made, work towards a world of peace and reconciliation, and ensure that the horrors of war are never repeated.

[justfromtheshed]

Nostalgic Adventures: Growing Up with Bikes and Sleds, John Dash has the incredible opportunity to connect with Mickey Hale, a long-time friend. Mickey will share his profound wisdom on the virtues of being a father, husband, and pastor. This young man possesses insights that transcend his years. Join us as we reminisce about the carefree days of biking, sledding, and battling childhood challenges. Reflecting on childhood memories and the lessons learned along the way, we celebrate the simplicity and joy of youth. It's all about connection and growing through experiences! #ChildhoodMemories #BikingAdventures #SleddingFun #Nostalgia #GrowingUp #LifeLessons #YouthAdventure #OutdoorPlay #ReflectingOnThePast #SimpleJoy

[omanxl1]

Ready To Roll / We’re On Our Way!! (Part Eight)

Ready To Roll / We’re On Our Way!! (Part Eight)

We’re blessed to see this day, we’re showing gratitude! that’s why I’m calling this a Thankful Thursday! Some are stressed due to matters from the past, that attitude is rebuked as we take it back to the future on what’s called a Throwback Thursday! So who’ll work with me? we’re ready to roll we’re on our way! welcome to the show! digital crate digging continues plus this good word is dropped,…

[jeanellsunshine]

Wow...wow...WOW!!!!! Looking at this #topnine really shows me that good things still happen to good people, and that it is never too late to change your life. Be good to others, and most importantly, be good to yourself! #topnine2019 #2020hereicome #newyear #reflectingonthepast #thirtyflirtyandthriving #livingmybestlife https://www.instagram.com/p/B6t8iSRJgU2/?igshid=ztrl7ff36mi0

[debbidimaggioblog]

Live In The Presence Of Wonder. Live Life In Gratitude. That's the only reason I can come up with. It must be my thoughts of gratitude and openness that leads me on such an exciting journey and brings so much goodness into my life. ... Part The Seas. I arrive seamlessly at #SFO go right up to the #VirginAir counter. Check in with ease. Then a gal from #Clear asks if I travel often, and 5 minutes later I'm signed up, and she tells me to follow her. Wisking me past 100 passengers and TSA workers, rope after rope. People watching as if to say - WTF or who is she? All I can say is #ThankYou #WithGratitude #Appreciation #DontQuestionIt #GoodLuck #MeantToBe . . Waiting for the touched up version of this photo. Coming Soon. Looking for a great #NewYork #photographer reach out to #RobertMalmberg . . . . . #breathe #letsdothis #liveinthepresenceofwonder #grateful #cocktailsandconversation #journey #transition #past #present #younggirl #wisernow #observation #reflectingonthepast #losangeles #goingback #reflection #realestate #goals #intention #movingforward #questioning #CreatureOfHabit #artofinspiration #storyteller #story #reality #art #life #beauty #freedom #expression #kindness #virginair #flysfo #beverlyhills #livinginthemoment #livingingratitude #opentoopportunities #instagram #instagramstories #whatsnext @debbidimaggio #Blog @luxe_life_daily (at San Francisco International Airport (SFO))

[tntcharmed]

As Eminem would say, "I'm going through changes, but don't know what I'm going through."

Lately, I've been distancing myself, not sure if it's intentional or 'cause I just need space, it's almost like I'm watching the world pass me by, instead being part of it and experiencing the ride. I haven't distanced myself drastically, but the distance is still there. I've become a zombie; school, work, homework, sleep, repeat. It's all I do. I interact with people at school as little as possible if I can avoid them, besides a select few (Aerie, Marina, Lexy?). I find myself constantly lost in thoughts of what ifs and questioning decisions and choices. I can't even really explain it. I mean, maybe it's the change in the weather or maybe, I just really don't like people as much anymore. Marina and I completely stopped sitting with everyone at lunch, 'cause I honestly can't handle it. Our group is too big, I love them all to death, but there's just so much going on, it's hard to focus when I'm with them. I constantly find myself analyzing situations I never have before, in depth. Like, Kate. A girl I met in middle school. We're from two completely different worlds, yet... we were constantly together all through out middle school and through to the end of the summer between freshman and sophomore year. Yet, when sophomore year actually started, we never talked or anything besides... "Hi" here and there and we said "Happy birthday" 'cause we coincidentally passed each other in the hall. And then there's this year, we even have two classes together, back to back even sit next to each other in both of them, and we never talk. We used to have phone calls that lasted hours, playing silly games of would you rather, and talking about these crazy dreams that would never come true, but were great to think about. I practically lived over at her house, and whenever we were together, our sense of adventure would take over and we'd always find ourselves in some kind of excitement. Played games of life for ever, stayed 'til it was dark, had movie days, watched dances, sang, and played our instruments. And now it's gone. 4 years of friendship just to become another face we pass in the hall. We haven't talked in over a year, and it's really sad, I've tried to but it just doesn't work we're different people now. I've become a person who I like. I love the person I am now, compared to the person I've been at points in my life, but I just really don't exactly know who this person is. I haven't had the chance to explore it, due to my responsibilities of work, love, and school. My friends mean so much to me, but I think maybe. I'm distancing myself from everyone to find out more about who I really am. Yes, I'm the bright spirited girl who loves watching kid movies and getting lost in the beauty of nature and world around her, but there's more to me than that. Something deeper under the smile. There's the pain, the guilt, the confusion, the vulnerability, the weakness, the wants and needs of a human that need to be fulfilled. There's the girl I need to uncover and find out her true-self before being around anyone else.

[magnoliasandpalmtrees]

Reflecting on the Soul Cries Poetry Showcases

Sometimes I forget the things that I am made of

I forget the fire in my belly

I’ve swallowed so much trying to put it out 

I forget the sound of my voice

And how it felt to scream fire

I forget that I am a Child of God 

The daughter of Joseph

Then the lava bubbles up in my stomach

And I am reminded

I will always do what I have always done

Back during my days at the University of Mississippi (Ole Miss), I was feeling incredibly frustrated. It seemed like black voices were being drowned out on campus, so I took matters into my own hands and created the Soul Cries poetry showcase.

The first event was "Breaking Silence," followed by "Society Kills," and then "Caged Bird," all revolving around themes of silence, confinement, and isolation. As a broke college student struggling academically, this endeavor was my beacon of hope.

Against my family's advice, I chose to attend UofM, which led to a lot of internal conflict. The racial climate there during my sophomore year was tumultuous, highlighted by a riot when Obama won the election. It was a tough time, and Soul Cries was my response.

Looking back, I question my choice of imagery (using photos of white women with taped mouths) but it was what resonated with my message. Through this process, I learned to organize, collaborate with local artists, and forge lifelong friendships with poets.

I'm incredibly proud of my younger self for being so creative and brave, even in moments of doubt. Soul Cries became a space not just for me, but for others too. My friends carried on the legacy after I left, and that fills my heart with pride.