#lifeinperspective

[whatsophiesipped]

Pomada pleasance on the beaches of Menorca #lifeinperspective #monday #plothatching #pomada #sundowners #sunset #ginebra #gin #cockoclock🍹🍹 #Spain #holiday #clockoff #bucanerosbar #ismellbbq (at Cala Binibeca)

[planmedia7]

The road is long but it’s worth it #lifeinperspective (at Keswick, Cumbria)

[optimisingtime]

Part of the dark side of humanity.

Humans are so lost and damaged that to you it is almost incomprehensible that relationship could exist apart from hierachy.

There are millions of reasons to allow pain and hurt and suffering rather than to eradicate them, but most of those reasons can be understood within each person's story. You are the ones who embrace fear and pain and power and rights so readily in your relationships.

Broken humans center their lives around things that seem good to them but will neither fill them nor free them. They are addicted to power, or the illusion of security that power offers. When a disaster happens, those same people will turn against the false powers they trusted. In their disappointment, either they softened toward me or they become bolder in their independence.

[helloalentejogram-blog]

Fotografia de @ivomrmachado • • • If its close to the heart, nothing is far away. (📱) • • • #alentejo #baixoalentejo #ourique #alentejogram • • • #blackandwithe #shadowhunters #shades #sky #clouds #girl #lifeinperspective #seeingthefuture #horizont #sun #skylovers #nuvens #ceu (em Ourique)

[thescaryguy]

NEW EPISODE

Between 1975 and 1979 Two Million people died in Cambodia at the hands of the Khmer Rouge.

Prisoners were taken in to the fields to be executed. Often with pickaxes to save bullets. Direct execution is believed to account for 60% of the genocide's death toll.

Sara Im was held captive in slave labor camps for 4 years, becoming too sick to work and ending up in a death camp waiting to die.

Through her prayers to God, she found the courage to escape. Sara survived The Killing Fields of Cambodia.

Now 40 years later, Sara is a motivational speaker, inspirational author, entrepreneur and wellness consultant.

Her mission is to inspire, motivate and encourage people to have hope, resilience and a positive perspective in their life.

Hear her remarkable story

👆🏻Link in bio 👆🏻

#hope #resilience #positivity #inspire #motivate #cambodia #killingfieldscambodia #khmerrougegenocide #lovenothate #faithoverfear #lifeinperspective #thescaryguypodcast

[missveganbanana]

🤔Tuesdays Thoughts ....Thank you Wayne Dyer ... 🍇What would you do or change if you knew you had only a year to live ? You have 1 year ! GO ! #future #life #promise #perspective #reality #health #nutrition #friends #sports #relationships #job #travel #chances #dailyhabits #reflect #potential #bestofyou #lifeinperspective #sharemore #livemore #nowisallthereis #bepresent #hereandnow #instagood #instaday #instahealth #precious #wellnesstribe (at Planet Earth)

[djshanestiel]

No matter how much I fly the one thing that will always keep me humbled is looking at the world below me. Makes one realize just how small all the big problems really are... On my way to Lazy Bear 2016 to enjoy the weekend with some amazing friends. Just one thing missing and can't quite put my finger on it... #djshanestiel #lifeinperspective #LazyBear2016 (at Guerneville, California)

[doudoucow]

Put your life in perspective

As a part of the student body in the UW Colleges, a huge topic I’ve been hearing about over and over again is the proposed budget cut.  $300 million Govoner Scott Walker is proposing to cut from the UW Colleges in an attempt to make the schools more autonomous and decrease the state budget deficit. 

And also as a part of the student body in the UW Colleges, it’s easy to get defensive and bring up arms to stop such a major budget cut from happening.  I see it my classes.  I see it in my advisers.  I even see it in myself.  But I think what we all fail to realize—myself included—is that life is still going on around us.  Time doesn’t stop when you’re going to school, but it’s easy to imagine that it does.  Poverty in your backyard just doesn’t seem as important as the paper due at midnight and you’re already on your third cappuccino.  World hunger and homelessness are just blots on a page of notes you’re madly scanning over to cram for a huge midterm tomorrow. 

Too bad it doesn’t quite work that way…

I recently picked up a newspaper from a “Street Pulse” vendor.  What I love about the PULSE is that volunteers and staff produce the papers, sell them to their vendors—usually homeless folk or those looking to make a few extra bucks during a rough patch—for $0.25, and then the vendors can sell them on the street for a dollar a paper or whatever donations they can get from people.  No, it doesn’t add up to a ton of money over time.  They’ll never make mortgage on a house or a car.  But at least they’re actively trying.

In the paper I purchased, the headlining article was about a man whose name I won’t say for the sake of privacy (I believe in respecting the deceased right to privacy unless he or she says otherwise).  He was a vendor for the Street Pulse.  According to the author, life was suddenly turning up for him.  But because of a few unfortunate events, maybe things weren’t going to work out as brightly as he planned. 

Previous to working with the Street Pulse, he grew up pretty much homeless.  His mother died when he was young and his father ditched him and his siblings.  With nowhere else to turn, they were tossed into the foster system where this man, just a child at the time, jumped from home to home in hopes of maybe finding a place to truly call home.  One in particular seemed promising, but foster care is foster care.  When the state says you’ve had your stay, it’s time to go.  

He’s been on and off the streets since he was 13 years old.  He had to learn how to survive.  He turned to alcohol in drugs as a way to cope with the emotional pain and trauma; but as stated above, he had cleaned up around 2013 and tried to make a better life for himself by working with Street Pulse. And also as stated above, things took a turn for the worse, and he died. 

I’m not telling this story because I want to guilt trip people away from politics, because I really do think politics are important to a certain degree.  But I do want to inform people that there are much larger issues at hand than just those concerning budget cuts and whatnot.  Sure, I see all the arguments talking about how budget cuts here and there will eventually trickle down to homeless people or the less-fortunate and often affect them a lot more than those witnessing firsthand, but the world doesn’t stop for us to argue about issues.

No.  The world doesn’t stop for anybody.

Your life is a big balloon and air is rapidly blowing out and propelling you everywhere.  Many times, it feels like you’re just in flying in a random trajectory.  Sometimes you smack into other balloons.  Sometimes you smack into walls.  You have to find a way around them.  A way over them.  Or maybe it’s best just to turn around and find a different path.  But not matter which path you take, your air is limited.  Your air can only take you so far, and you’ve only got a little time to figure out where you’re going before you run out. 

Don’t take anything for granted. 

The moment you do, your balloon has suddenly lost a ton of air and all you’ve been doing is floating in place.  Use what you’re given.  Some of us were given hot air which makes us rise faster.  Some of us were given cool air which make us work a little harder.  Some of us were given a lot of air so we have a false sense of security.  And still some of us just weren’t given very much air to begin with. 

To end, I’ll give excerpts from a poetic testimony given from the deceased man:

No one loved me

Alone to start

A love to hold

Wished my heart

I knew a world

Alone to start

A love to hold

Wished my heart

Attacked at seven

Freed at ten

the violence taught me

Don’t trust again

Now my life

Has really changed

This I swear

The Lord arranged

He sent me angels

Named Ron and Mary

Sent their love,

But, man it’s scary

She led me faithfully

In a love that’s true

She taught me all

About a God she knew

My life is still hard

But I no longer search

I’m finding a family

Right here at church

I want to give back

All that I’ve taken

All my past ways

Have been forsaken

He lifted away

The fear and the pain

No longer alone

I’ve everything to gain

[planmedia7]

Sunrise. They’re all perfect #lifeinperspective (at Luton)

[shannonni]

Life in Perspective

*sitting at dinner in the dining hall at a PWI* Friend: "Isn't it awkward for the white people at Black Homecoming?" Me: *says* "No, you talk to your friends as you would in any situation." *thinks* What do you think my life is in this moment, better yet, in class everyday? How about the rest of my life?

[planmedia7]

The sun sets on one chapter and rises on another #lifeinperspective (at Luton)

[planmedia7]

The graveyard shift #lifeinperspective

[planmedia7]

We are here not for the path that lies before us but because of the path that lies behind us. Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. #lifeinperspective (at M25 motorway)

[planmedia7]

Every now and then, you catch one of those moments of life’s quintessence #lifeinperspective (at Luton)

[planmedia7]

It’s the size of the fight that counts #lifeinperspective

[planmedia7]

When you’ve got to go, you’ve got to go 😂 #lifeinperspective