work the steps

Okay. There is an issue surrounding hijab that I have been observing for many years. And it was finally time to write about it…

So I really hate being lied to. I suppose that’s why it makes me so angry to see the widespread deception caused by shaytan. There is this subtle deceptive tool becoming sooo pervasive—even among practicing people. And I’ve noticed how it plays out with hijab. Okay, before I get into how this trick works, let’s begin with the foundation:

#1. We are on a journey.

#2. Pleasing God is the destination.

#3. Obedience to God is the fuel.

Okay, now watch how this trick works. Shaytan says:

Step 1: “Hijab is a high spiritual *destination*. It is a ‘crown’ you wear once you’ve reached spiritual enlightenment/perfection.”

Step 2: “You aren’t there yet, spiritually.”

Step 3: “Therefore, you shouldn’t wear hijab until you first reach that level of spiritual enlightenment/perfection.” OR “If you already wear hijab, you aren’t at that spiritual level and you aren’t representing Islam well, so you should take it off until you can reach that level.”

Why this is a lie and a logical fallacy:

1. Hijab is NOT a crown you wear once you’ve reached spiritual enlightenment/perfection. Hijab is NOT a spiritual destination. Hijab is *part of the fuel (obedience)* to get there! It is part of the path to get to the destination: God.

2. Therefore, saying that I need to get to my destination (pleasing God), by displeasing God, is a logical fallacy. And that’s exactly the point. Shaytan knows this. It’s like seeing you’re gas tank running empty while driving to Los Angeles, and saying, “I first need to get to my destination, and THEN I’ll fill up with fuel.”

We need fuel *in order* to get to our destination.

Conclusion: Of course hijab is not the *only* fuel that fills the spiritual gas tank! But it is part of it! Why? Because it is part of our obedience to God. And refusing it, is an active and daily disobedience to the One we are trying to reach. Hijab isn’t for perfect people. There are no perfect people. If there’s anything that boils my blood, it’s when people say things like, “She might as well take off her hijab because she did…” Or “She wears *hijab* and she did…” As if the assumption is that once you wear hijab you are announcing to the world that you have become angelic. Hijab is not for angels. Hijab is for flawed, beautiful, humans who are saying every day that they are trying. And there is so much beauty in that struggle. Allah sees it. Even if you’re struggling with other things, it could be this act of obedience that Allah accepts! And due to it, may even forgive your other shortcomings!

So don’t lose hope or belittle any act of obedience–even if you see yourself as so flawed. One of the most common tricks of Shaytan is: “You’re only doing this good deed to show off to people. So stop doing it! You’re a hypocrite.” The correct approach is to KEEP doing the good deed, while at the *same time* making duaa and struggling to purify your intention.

Remember, hijab isn’t a destination we get to. Hijab is part of the path. Just like everything else we struggle to do to obey and please God. Hijab is part of the fuel that is helping us reach our destination: God.

—  Yasmin Mogahed
Notes on Alleviating Grips

If possible, temporarily remove yourself from any immediate sources of stress and re-engage the positive aspects of the dominant function, and activate the auxiliary function to balance the mind. (see the Type Development section & #how functions work for more detail)

inf Si grip: zoom out from your head to examine the bigger picture and think about whether your decisions big/small are producing good progress

inf Ni grip: realize that brooding or being uptight doesn’t help anything, get out of yourself with a fun/productive/social activity that will boost confidence

inf Ti grip: check if your beliefs/assumptions about people are really true and consider whether your attitude is helpful for relationship health

inf Fi grip: acknowledge your weaknesses/failures and think on how to make up for them and/or work out the steps to doing better next time

inf Se grip: pause and get in touch with your aspirations/potential and reflect on whether your thinking/actions actually serve your greater purpose

inf Ne grip: breathe, break a problem up into smaller more manageable steps and then carry out your tasks patiently and methodically

inf Te grip: acknowledge and process negative emotions with self-empathy, get in touch with your authentic self and care for your well-being

inf Fe grip: step back to clear your head, slowly think through the problem and whether you need to change your idea/approach (for next time)

“How can I be substantial if I fail to cast a shadow? I must have a dark side also if I am to be whole; and inasmuch as I become conscious of my shadow I also remember that I am a human being like any other.”
   - Jung

I said I’m going back home today but I changed my mind, I won’t leave until Sven comes to get me. He’ll have to apologise, crawl on his knees and beg me to come home. Since he couldn’t figure out where I am I dropped a few hnts in my email and I’m waiting, we’ll have to work things out before I step a foot back in that house(even tho it’s my house). If he agree to more time alone, going out on dates and child maintenance I’ll follow him back, we can’t keep on living like an old couple with grown up children when we are still young. I also want him to treat me to new clothes and shoes as an apology, how dare he complain about me being selfish and demanding when he’s excessively jealous and demanding. This guy used to go through my bag and wallet, followed out when I took too long and threaten to kill me if I leave him for another man. He choked me to show he wasn’t kidding, I broke with him after that but we ended up back together again after his car accident. Things are much better now but will make it out alive next time he snaps again, I want a man who really loves me but not to the point of killing me rather than to lose me! 

Rocknaldo wasnt radfem propaganda, it was addressing that supporting and being a part of something you want takes work and you can’t step into peoples spaces without listening and complying to the rules set up already. Also if you still dont beleive me, explain Connie.

Also if you are a radfem/terf unfollow me

It’s not stupid. I promise. It’s not stupid to turn into your 5 year old self and get happy beyond measure for the little things. It’s not stupid to be proud of yourself for completing a load of laundry and washing the dishes. You aren’t lame for patting yourself on the back when you chose a salad over a burger. You’re taking care of yourself and each victory - no matter how small - is worth celebrating. 

Stop beating yourself up. You’re a work in progress, which means you get there a little bit at a time not all at once.
kotaku.com
Hayao Miyazaki's Retirement Is Officially Over

24.02.2017

Back in 2013, Hayao Miyazaki retired from feature filmmaking, saying, “This time is for real.” Now, his long time producer says Miyazaki is coming out of retirement for another full-length movie.

Even though he had retired from features, Miyazaki continued to come into Studio Ghibli and work. After initially stepping away from directing features, Miyazaki began learning how to animate on a computer and was working on a CG short called Kemushi no Boro. As Kotaku previously reported last fall, Miyazaki wanted to turn that into a feature.

Miyazaki pitched Suzuki the idea, but there was no official decision on whether or not the movie would be made. Nothing was official.

During an a pre-Oscars interview with Toshio Suzuki for The Red Turtle, the producer apparently confirmed that, yes, Miyazaki is now working on a new feature film.

Suzuki said that Miyazaki has come out of retirement and was currently at work. “Right now in Tokyo, he’s putting all his effort into making it [the feature].” Suzuki is producing the picture.

As reported previously, the idea was to have the film out before the 2020 Tokyo Olympics.

even if you don’t see progress right away…

  • YOU.
  • ARE.
  • DOING.
  • GREAT.
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Pochik’s Doodle Marathon!

To celebrate my latest follower milestone, I wanted to try a doodle challenge that I’ve seen a few variations of lately. Here’s how it works :

Step 1: Reblog this post.
Step 2: Wait patiently.
Step 3: I will check out your blog and draw an icon-sized doodle based on it!

Rules and Info:

- You do NOT have to be a follower, although I’ll be very excited if you decide to become one anyway! It’s open to everyone. If I really like your blog, I might follow you.

- I will post the doodle on my blog and tag you. So keep an eye out.

- I will pick a subject based on whatever stands out to me on your blog. Could be an OC, a theme, a variation on your username etc.

- One reblog per blog, please. For my sanity!

Be it the pursuit of recovery, or the pursuit of your dreams, everybody starts somewhere. Keep going and don’t give up :))

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Step by step of my mini galaxy painting.

I used acrylics, my synthetic brushes and paper for acrylic painting (360 gsm).

P. S. It was harder to blend acrylics on the paper, i prefer to do it on canvas.

I’ve seen a couple of posts now about why art is more relevant than ever now that we are facing down the darkest timeline, and they’ve been great, but nothing’s quite lined up exactly with what’s in my head and why I’ve decided to double down on art in the next four years.  So fuck it – I’m going to write it myself.

The thing I keep coming back to is a little two-word phrase that crops up in the AITAF mission statement:  shared humanity.  This is something that I feel we as a country are really struggling with right now.  Because let’s be honest with ourselves:  There are a hell of a lot of people out there in this country who have been taught all their lives, whether that’s eighteen years or eight decades worth of living, that all humans are not created equal.  That some humans are lazier than others.  More criminal than others.  More sinful than others.  Weaker and more emotional and less rational than others.  That some humans are better than others.  That they have achieved more.  That they are naturally stronger and smarter and braver and more deserving than others.  That there is no such thing as a shared humanity.  That there always have been and always will be some people who, due to their gender and their religion and their sexual orientation and (of course, always) the color of their skin are just meant to be the ones in charge.  And that, on the flip side, the rest of humanity is just the side characters.  At best lust objects, at worst villains to be destroyed.  That if you are not a straight, white, cisgender, able-bodied, Christian (but not Mormon, and only sometimes Catholic) male whose family has been in this country at least three generations, you are not fully human.  You are other.  You are less.

Right?  This is how we end up with things like “A black woman stole my scholarship” or “An immigrant took my job.”  Mine.  Because white dudes are the humans in this story, and what they get is what they earned.  Everyone else is less than human.  What we get, we steal.  We cannot earn.  We are not human enough for that.

This is why people claimed Donald “tells it like it is.”  Because he said that immigrants were criminals by default.  Because he accused the Jews of running the banks and the media and everything else (and, of course, doing it for their own benefit).  Because he treated women like objects and mocked the disabled.  Because his vision for America was a vision of a country where, again, we are not all created equal.  We do not all deserve the same.  Where there is no such thing as shared humanity.

How do we fix that?  How do we teach people who, again, have spent all their lives living in a world where it’s entirely logical to reject a candidate who promised to better the country as a whole because she didn’t pander enough to “working-class white men”?

I got an e-mail from AITAF just the other day, sort of a year in review for the organization.  At the bottom of it was this:

“The most moving monologue was the one from Hurt Village because it gave me a perspective I did not have before hearing it.”

“The most moving was Hurt Village. I grew up in really rough situations. I have seen my own mother that desperate before. She showed a whole world of people and a struggle they have yet to understand with one monologue.”

“The intensity and realism helped bring the issue to life.”

“The Hurt Village—'cause it meant something to our classmate.”

“Hurt Village. I’ve seen it firsthand, so it really hit home for me. I almost cried.”

“The welfare monologue seemed to be the most moving because it hit home with a lot of people and caused a lot of emotion, allowing yourself to picture the scenario better.”

“I think that the monologue of the woman begging for support was the most moving because it felt so real.”

“The monologue about the woman and her housing situation. This was moving because the actress made it feel like she actually was in that scenario and it just made me sad believing she was in that distress.”

“I found the monologue about welfare most moving because the desperation, dread, and small bits of humor immersed you into the full range of emotions felt.”

“Most moving – food stamps – such intense visceral emotion. I was very sympathetic.”

“The most moving monologue for me was the piece where the woman was trying to collect her welfare check. I felt so strongly for this character and nearly cried as she continued to plead and beg.”

“The food stamps monologue was authentic, poignant, and moving. Thank you for reminding us that stories, like the food stamps one, occur every day. By directly facing us, you gave us the chance to fully engage with your performance and feel a little bit of your character’s pain, sadness, and desperation.”

“I found the monologue about welfare the most moving because for me, I’ve always looked at the other side—my parents are small business owners and my mom works HR so I’ve always heard about people who just try to sham out of work and get the government to pay their way. It was very emotional to hear the other side of the conversation.”

“Monologue about asking for food stamps. It was easily the most relatable to me, almost all of my friends live in that system so I have seen the struggle their families face.”

-Westpoint Military Academy’s cadets’ responses to the monologue from Hurt Village by Katori Hall, read by Tonye Patano

The answer, guys, is art. 

Human beings have always told stories.  It’s what we do.  It’s who we are.  We’ve done it with cave drawings and epic poems, with dance and sculpture and tapestries and goddamn Broadway shows about the Founding Fathers.  We tell our stories and if we get it right, if we make it real, we can give people a perspective they didn’t have before.  They can see the humanity in that mother on welfare.  In that gay teenager in Ohio who just wants to hold hands in the hallway.  In that immigrant kid trying to write his way out.  In the refugee, in the soldier, in the teacher, in the frightened child hearing his drunken father trying to kick his door down.  We make art, we tell our stories, we express over and over again the undeniable truth of our shared humanity.

We chip away at the wall that the greedy and power-hungry keep trying to build between us.  We reach out.  We connect.  We become stronger with every link we forge.

Make art.  Share art.  Support art.  Promote and defend and distribute art.  It is the best tool we have in the fight to prove our shared humanity.  So pick it up, hold it, and get to building.

The Aging Soulmate AU

For the last couple of days we’ve been sort of collaboratively been working on this, so thought I’d compile it in one place that wasn’t so long.

With new stuff because duh.  (It was quiet at work today so of course I thought about how I’d reply to the last things.)

Tagging everyone who displayed interest at the end.

Based on this post:

AU where people age until they reach 18 and then stop aging until they meet their soul mate so they can grow old together.

Oh look at that.  I have stumbled upon a soulmate AU that I would actually write for Arrow.  Huh.

@felicity-said–yes said:
I will give all the money i have to write Arrow like this.

Could you imagine the centuries old protector Vigilante of Star City, who meets the barely 25 hacktivist? oh my god, i seriously wish i could write…

OH MY GOD DID YOU JUST READ MY MIND BECAUSE THAT WAS SO WHERE I WAS GOING WITH THAT.

AND TO ANSWER YOUR QUESTION, YES.  YES I CAN IMAGINE.

UP THE AGE THOUGH BECAUSE I DO NOT NEED THAT MUCH TEENAGE ANGST FUELING THE WORLD.  THAT IS LIKE MY HIGH SCHOOL NIGHTMARE.  NO, THEY STOP AGING AT… 25.  BETTER.  LESS ANGST AND SELF-IDENTITY CRISES.

BUT JUST PICTURE IT, OKAY.  STARLING CITY HAS HAD A VIGILANTE FOR CENTURIES.  HE ISN’T LOVED, BUT INSTEAD FEARED BECAUSE HE’S A BRUTAL, VIOLENT MAN.  SEASON 1 OLIVER ALL OVER AGAIN.  HE DOES IT BECAUSE IT’S LITERALLY ALL HE HAS.  ALL HIS FAMILY IS GONE AND HE’S UTTERLY ALONE IN THE WORLD.  EVERYONE HAS FORGOTTEN OLIVER QUEEN.  AND HE’S SO TIRED AND JADED AND EXHAUSTED BY LIVING.

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