Sep 30, 2014

sexualityandfeminismandgender:

alimarko:

We Speak is a poster and blog campaign featuring ten young women who are speaking up about their relationships with mental health and how it informs their identities. Part of Launch: Stamps School of Art and Design’s Senior Thesis Exhibition at the University of Michigan, it will be featured at Work Gallery - Ann Arbor in the exhibition opening on Friday, April 18th from 6-9. The show will remain up through May 3rd. 

In the past year, the ten young women featured in the poster portion of We Speak came face to face with the state of our mental health. Our stories, carefully and honestly written, are meant to start a conversation about a topic that many of us wish we could ignore. But these are our realities, and in sharing them, we want to start chipping away at the stigma that often keeps us feeling weak and alone.

In addition to the original ten participants, everyone is encouraged to consider sharing their own story about mental health. By contributing your experiences, you can help open the discussion about the importance of mental health and tear down the stigma that keeps it so hidden. By sharing this project, you can foster support.

We Speak blog | More information | Submit your story | Mental health resources | By Alicia Kovalcheck

Wow these are really powerful.

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Sep 24, 2014
Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.
Just keep going. No feeling is final.
Rainer Maria Rilke, The Book of Hours (via hrsvt)

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Sep 19, 2014

browndruidess:

Miriam Makeba, legendary South African singer & civil rights activist. 

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Sep 18, 2014
The sun is perfect and you woke this morning. You have enough language in your mouth to be understood. You have a name, and someone wants to call it. Five fingers on your hand and someone wants to hold it. If we just start there, every beautiful thing that has and will ever exist is possible. If we start there, everything, for a moment, is right in the world.
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Sep 8, 2014

You shut your eyes and won’t look out the window
Where shadows lurk:
Hordes of black wolves and black demons and nightmares
Inhabit the dark.

[…]

You turn to me to help you find the beast,
And of course I promise to do my best,
If it takes all week…

Arthur Rimbaud, “Dream in Wintertime” 
Sep 4, 2014
You know, they straightened out the Mississippi River in places, to make room for houses and livable acreage. Occasionally the river floods these places. “Floods” is the word they use, but in fact it is not flooding; it is remembering. Remembering where it used to be. All water has a perfect memory and is forever trying to get back to where it was. Writers are like that: remembering where we were, what valley we ran through, what the banks were like, the light that was there and the route back to our original place. It is emotional memory — what the nerves and the skin remember as well as how it appeared. And a rush of imagination if is our “flooding.”
Excerpt from “The Site of Memory,” Toni Morrison, What Moves at the Margin: Selected Nonfiction  (via commovente)

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Sep 3, 2014

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Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014

since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;
wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world

my blood approves,
and kisses are a better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers. Don’t cry
—the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids’ flutter which says

we are for each other: then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life’s not a paragraph

And death i think is no parenthesis

E. E. Cummings, Since Feeling Is First (via colporteur)

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Aug 31, 2014

I wake up each
morning wanting
more of you.

First, it was your
lips, then it was
your hands, now

it is your heart.
Now, it is always
your heart.

wanting, Emma Bleker (via amassequanimity)

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