July292014
Peach & raspberry oats, oolong tea. #organic #vegan #vegansofig #whatveganseat #breakfast #healthy #mcdougalldiet #plantstrong

Peach & raspberry oats, oolong tea. #organic #vegan #vegansofig #whatveganseat #breakfast #healthy #mcdougalldiet #plantstrong

July232014
Day 100: the old-growth forest in Chester, NS. My PDC group got to hike here one evening and it was an incredible experience - one of the most magnificent and holy places I’ve ever been to. 

I’ll be honest, every day of this challenge hasn’t necessarily been happy. Partly for that reason, I’ve taken a lot longer than 100 days to do this. Sometimes, I’m really not as grateful as I could be. Depression’s been with me almost as long as I can remember, and it’s not even that I “let it get to me” so much that I often think it IS me. A lot of days, all I want to do is cry and /or sleep. And maybe, against all reason, I can be happy anyway – I can completely accept my emotions for whatever they are, at any moment. And then I can remember that true happiness consists in nothing that I can capture in photographs. Happiness is a process. It is the journey we make as we leave the paved roads and find that no matter where we grow we are home, like the trees – rooted in the soil of the ancient Earth. #100happydays #thoughts #depression #happiness

Day 100: the old-growth forest in Chester, NS. My PDC group got to hike here one evening and it was an incredible experience - one of the most magnificent and holy places I’ve ever been to.

I’ll be honest, every day of this challenge hasn’t necessarily been happy. Partly for that reason, I’ve taken a lot longer than 100 days to do this. Sometimes, I’m really not as grateful as I could be. Depression’s been with me almost as long as I can remember, and it’s not even that I “let it get to me” so much that I often think it IS me. A lot of days, all I want to do is cry and /or sleep. And maybe, against all reason, I can be happy anyway – I can completely accept my emotions for whatever they are, at any moment. And then I can remember that true happiness consists in nothing that I can capture in photographs. Happiness is a process. It is the journey we make as we leave the paved roads and find that no matter where we grow we are home, like the trees – rooted in the soil of the ancient Earth. #100happydays #thoughts #depression #happiness

July212014
Day 99: My “new” typewriter. Model uncertain, looks like 1950s. Writes like a dream: smooth, quiet and just slightly unreal. Is this how other people feel when they’ve bought a car? #typewriter  #vintage #writing #100happydays #beat #loveatfirsttype

Day 99: My “new” typewriter. Model uncertain, looks like 1950s. Writes like a dream: smooth, quiet and just slightly unreal. Is this how other people feel when they’ve bought a car? #typewriter #vintage #writing #100happydays #beat #loveatfirsttype

July182014
Day 98: This book is teaching me to break free from the exhausting cycle of self-hate I’m always falling into. I do feel weird posting about it … but if it’s helping me, then seeing this might help somebody else, too. I highly, highly recommend this book.
#depression #selfhelp #buddhism #compassion #100happydays

Day 98: This book is teaching me to break free from the exhausting cycle of self-hate I’m always falling into. I do feel weird posting about it … but if it’s helping me, then seeing this might help somebody else, too. I highly, highly recommend this book.
#depression #selfhelp #buddhism #compassion #100happydays

July162014
Day 97: not my image. I’m just in a major Bob Dylan hangup these days. Such a poet… In the jingle-jangle morning, I’ll come following you. #100happydays #bobdylan #poets #music #quotations #hero #freedom #writers

Day 97: not my image. I’m just in a major Bob Dylan hangup these days. Such a poet… In the jingle-jangle morning, I’ll come following you. #100happydays #bobdylan #poets #music #quotations #hero #freedom #writers

July142014

a selfish rant: or, sometimes I just can’t make the effort to be cheerful about this shit

9.5 years. That’s how long it’s going to take me to pay back my student loans. That’s for a mere B.A. – a degree in English Literature, no less – with which I’m highly unlikely to get a job lucrative enough for me to repay the loans any faster. Kids, this is the cost of studying what you love. Well, also the cost of having illnesses that preclude you from keeping your scholarship, which would have helped a lot.

I’ve been feeling refreshingly proud of myself over the past several weeks, thinking that I achieved the life goals of having an English degree, writing my thesis (even a lousy undergraduate one), etc. etc. I’ve been thinking that maybe there is some hope for me yet, since I attained the stuff of those dreams. But the material result is a massive amount of debt. I can’t really live much more frugally than I’m doing right now, and I’m still looking for a job in a new city, and I should repay my parents for the financial help they gave me over the years, and I need to help pay the bills with my partner. I’m so overwhelmed right now and loathing myself for not thinking ahead, not starting to save earlier in my teenage years for school, not having more part-time jobs than I did throughout my university career. I can see now how utterly naive I was about money, believing that I would simply find a way to earn it when the time came that I needed it. Now here I am, twenty-three and essentially without functional skills or work prospects. Ye gods. But now I have to end this on a less selfish note, less for my dear reader’s sake than for my own …

- - yes, this is a moment of panic that will pass eventually, and I’ll get through these first-world problems and remember that the privilege of my education, the learning I chose to seek, is worth any amount of discomfort now. And it really is worth it. Even if that truth isn’t making things much easier right now. Fellow starving ex-students, hang in there. “We are many, they are few,” or whatever Shelley said about solidarity in suffering. The maiden Hope walks before us even when we can’t see her.

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the-more-u-know:

Parenting done right. 

(via narimanm)

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“Substitute ‘damn’ every time you’re inclined to write ‘very;’ your editor will delete it and the writing will be just as it should be.” Mark Twain (via feellng)
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smallandtinyhomeideas:

    Jay is a designer, artist and maker curating his work…

                     …right here on Tumblr! ( jaynelsonart )

He has reached viral fame for works such as the Golden Gate, Pick-up Camper, treehouses and recently a tiny house in Hawaii | check out his interview feature in designboom | more Jay Nelson

I would sleep in here. And write and drink tea in here. And just observe whatever was “out there.”

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