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“I want too much, she thought. I want everything. I want day and night, sleeping and waking, world without end, amen. Someone warned her once that it was fatal to tell a man you loved him. ‘What I really want,’ she said, ‘deep down, is stillness, safety. The feeling you’d always be there. I love you. I think I must have loved you without knowing it all my life.’”

— Daphne Du Maurier, Don’t Look Now & Other Stories (via the-book-diaries)

Pretty words

Here’s a little list of cute or silly words that you might have never heard before and would probably have some trouble to pronounce!

Ratiboiser, v : swindling someone (fam), buzzing one’s hair

Confiscation, n.f. : confiscation

Ineptie, n.f. : nonsense (posh)

Mirobolant-e, adj : fantastic

Saperlipopette : golly (old)

Hurluberlu, n.m. : crank, weirdo

Pécho, v : hooking up (fam), ex: Je l’ai pécho mardi dernier! I hooked up with him/her last tuesday! NB : a) sg only, A pécho B, they don’t pécho eachother ; + b) unvariable 

Balivernes!, n/e.f. : nonsense (old)

Goûtu-e, adj : tasty (posh)

Coi-te, a : stunned (rare) - pronounced Quoi

Ébaubi-e, adj : flabbergasted

Tohu-bohu, n.m. : confusion, commotion

Balourd-e, n : clumsy, rough (fam; annoyed)

Dégoter, v : getting, finding (fam)

Se coltiner, v : getting stuck with, ex: And now I have to me coltiner my little sister tonight because my parents decided to go to the cinema!

Tout azimut, e/a : everywhere, all around

Prendre la poudre d’escampette : running away

Subodorer, v : detecting, sensing

Concupiscent-e, adj : lecherous

Zinzin, a : weird, loony (nice loony, not joker loony)

Procrastiner, v : procrastine

Flagornerie, n.f. : toadying, butt-kissing

Et rebelote : same thing again, one more time

Bavarder, v : chatting

Chouette! : nice! great!

Brindille, n.f. : twig

Mille-pattes, n.m. : centipede (”one thousand legs”)

Pouf, n.m. : ottoman seat

Vachement, adv : a lot (”cowly”)(fam) your car is vachement fast!

Chou, adj : cute (”cabbage”, don’t ask)

Peton, n.m. : foot (kiddish)

Minou, n.m. : kitty, puss (kiddish)

Nounours, n.m. : teddy bear (ours : bear)

Confiture, n.f. : jam

Margoulin, n.m. : swindler, incompetent

Moufle, n.f. : mitten

Coquecigrue, n.f. : absurdity (Pigwidgeon‘s french name)

Pâtisserie, n.f. : pastry

Tapisserie, n.f. : wallpaper, tapestry

Dang. The feels. Sheesh.

poem.

when i’m with you i feel like i’m on vacation; time moves slower and nothing else seems to matter.

you crept up on me slowly and now i can’t get you out of my head.

i think about the way you tease me and how i roll my eyes.

i think about how i look at you and you return the gaze with your warm brown eyes.

but even more than that i think of how you make me feel.

safe. like i’m home when i’m with you. how we can cuddle and not have a need to say anything. comfort.

you teach me new things and challenge me to grow as a person.

i think of your touch late at night when you’re not here, and i think of you when i wake up.

i don’t know how you did it, but you have me wanting to be called your girl.

i haven’t given you my whole heart yet because i’m afraid of what you might do with it.

but you’ll see it soon. because i said it feels like i’m home when i’m with you.

and you know that old saying…

home is where the heart is.

Consuming less. Working less. Enjoying efficiency of labor. Saving the planet. Acknowledging climate crisis. None of these things need a higher GDP.

Nothing else will make you type slower other than your last password attempt.

1:08 am | march 8, 2020

been grieving old things in the past lately. and when i say this, i don’t mean the sad things or the bad things, but the good things. i think when we see the word “past” we automatically assume it’s a negative place that we should no longer look at. i admit that i’ve been trying not to look back because they say it keeps you from moving forward. and it’s true. but i’m finding that it can also be hard to move forward without looking back once in a while. looking back at how far you’ve come. looking back at all the memories and people you’ve left behind. looking back at the dreams your 8-year old self wrote in her diary. looking back at the things you used to do but stopped doing because of failure, criticism, or fear. looking back at old pictures of yourself wearing things that used to make you feel confident but now see it as “cringey.” looking back at the things that used to make you, you. not the things that destroyed you, but the things that molded you. that make you who you are today. i don’t know about you, but i feel like the past should be visited every once in a while to remind us of who we really are or once were—before social media, before adulting, before the relationship, the job, the degree, or even before today. the good things.

so play those old songs again. visit those cringey “what was i wearing” pictures again. watch those high-pitched videos of yourself. read that journal you wrote in during that tough season. and bring those ideas and dreams you left behind back to life.

your past doesn’t need you, but don’t forget how it’s made you. don’t forget the people you’ve lost in touch with or the loved ones you’ve lost along the way. don’t forget the words that uplifted you and sparked a fire in your heart. don’t forget the blessings and miracles God’s done in your life.

life moves faster than we think. so cherish every moment and remember how far you’ve come and all the things God’s done in your life. and remember, that it’s not too late to start over. it’s not too late to try again. it’s not too late to dream again. and it’s never too late to hope again.

may hope fuel in your heart for all there is to come and all that can be.

yass.... twice as good. #twice as good #twice as good #twice as good. I got that into my head alright..

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i would love to know sm Spanol so that ad sing along to this song..

don be fooled though... i knw the lyrics to heart, jz don know what they mean.. :-P

“The rabbis of the Talmud used to go to great lengths to make themselves available to grant forgiveness to the people who had wronged them. They felt they couldn’t offer forgiveness until it was requested, because they were afraid to short-circuit the inner process of Teshuvah. They understood that in order for forgiveness to be complete, the person who had wronged them needed to arrive at the point of a sincere apology by his or her own inner process, and they didn’t want to interfere with this process. So if someone owed them an apology, they would hover around him constantly, both to remind him of what he had done and to be on hand to grant forgiveness the moment the person apologized. The rabbis recognized that forgiveness was a deep spiritual need for both parties. The wrongdoer needed to be cleansed of his wrongdoing and his guilt for it, and his victim needed to let go of the hot coal of anger he was holding on to. So the rabbis hovered around the people who had wronged them, so that both these needs could be met at the earliest possible moment.”

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Alan Lew, This Is Real and You Are Completely Unprepared: The Days of Awe as a Journey of Transformation

shoutout to the most magnificently passive-aggressive power move ever recommended as spiritual practice