unboliviable:

Isla del Sol on Lake Titicaca, Bolivia

(Source: panda-travels)

nevver:

For everyone!
mexicanfoodporn:

Camarones con guacamole

Omg

mexicanfoodporn:

Camarones con guacamole

Omg

(Source: nylonpinksy)

"

Do not teach your daughters to be ‘pretty.’

Do not entomb her in a pretty pink tower
and insist that only the degree of her physical appeal
may set her free.
Teach her to fight her way out,
to consume books and spit knowledge
to lesser boys who insist she is just beautiful
and nothing more.

Teach her to love her body
not to manipulate and put a price tag on herself
as a defined worth
she shall be immeasurable
she shall be more than this.

Do not let her break herself down
when the boy in kindergarden hits her
because he likes her.
What are you really teaching her?
Pain and love are not synonymous
neither are pretty and perfection.

Teach her to be kind
to be harsh
to be demure
to be wild
to be sensitive
to be thick-skinned

But good god,

Do not teach your daughters to be ‘pretty.’

"

Michelle K., Do Not Teach Your Daughters to Be ‘Pretty’ (via creatingaquietmind)

(via teachingliteracy)

poesiaespanol:

Un poco de humor

Lol.

poesiaespanol:

Un poco de humor

Lol.

"Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence."

The Little Prince  (via thatkindofwoman)

(Source: psych-facts, via soynepantlera)

"Some people are like that, some people always take the first seat they see on the bus because it’s easier than finding a nice place in the back where you can see out the window, some people date the girl who lives closest because they don’t want to be hassled with travelling, some people pick the first flavor of ice cream they see because there’s so many to choose from and they don’t want to be bothered looking at all of them. And so they always take the first seat, they date girls they don’t really love, they always get the same flavor. And they think they’re choosing."

— Alejandro Dolina (via spokemnemosyne)

Makes sense

I believe in soul mates

I believe one is able to meet people from different ways of life and know immediately, after  exchanging a couple of  words, or looks, or even just being with them, that they are your soul mates.  Not in the romantic way that one reads in books, though.  

I believe our soul is the energy within us and this weekend I shared my energy with two beautiful ladies.  One is a teacher from Germany who is observing my classroom and exchanging ideas etc…the other was a software analyst from Kenya.

Why do these things matter to me? I don’t know but I’ve always gotten happy when I feel this connection with someone, especially when it is spontaneous.

On another note, I love my man.  He worked all day Saturday and got home to me late at night.  He was really tired but didn’t want me to eat dinner alone so he sat there and ate salad while he told me about his day.  I was going to wash dishes and he told me to go sit down…(even after I told him I’d wash them because he was tired).  We watched “The Revenants” a really good French series that a friend recommended. 

It’s not the fact that he washed dishes, or that he sat with me for dinner and then stayed to watch the show…it’s how he looks at me, touches me, his scent.  I love everything about him.  My beautiful man.

Lavender Lemonade for this coming summer! looks yum!