Sunday, August 7, 2011
Thursday, May 12, 2011
I want a Shabby Apple dress. Seriously, those things are cute.
http://www.todays-woman.net/blog/2011/05/04/shabby-apple-giveaway-and-review/comment-page-6/#comment-31050
Monday, May 9, 2011
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Sunday, March 20, 2011
DIY awesome
I am so going to make these whenever I have time. (Which seems, at this rate, like it's going to be summer time). They're just glass jars, some glass paint, and some gold puff paint. How cool is that? I have always been in love with moroccan decor ever since I first started watching HGTV with my momma. (Which was like, in 4th grade. I've loved decorating and interior design ever since). They would be a good addition to our humble abode in LAUP. (I am staying in an unfurnished apartment in inner-city Los Angeles with five other students for six weeks and I have a feeling we'll be needing something pretty to look at to keep our stress levels down. Or at least I do. I admit that my personality sucks when I'm stressed).
Monday, March 14, 2011
Mixology
I'm not referring to cocktails (nor I do I endorse the chichi-fication of bartending). I'm referring to mixing ethnicities, to interracial dating - cross-cultural unions that increase global interpersonal understanding and world peace in general. Honestly, many of the world's problems come from the "otherization" of entire people groups because they look, talk, act differently from you. And when some people do that, their warped minds give them license to exploit, discriminate against, oppress, even attempt to wipe out those groups. We see it here in the United States in the all out war against "illegal aliens." I honestly do not appreciate the use of the term "illegal alien" to describe someone because it draws upon the fears and prejudices of the name-caller and fails to recognize that person's humanity. I love how interracial dating does its part in alleviating that. If genuine and unfetishized, it sees a person as more than just a collection of strange customs, beliefs, and traditions, but attempts to look beyond that, to the core of the person.
Sometimes interracial dating leads to interracial marriages to multiracial children. Let me just say, multiracial children are the future. They are neither black or white, brown or yellow. They may be two of these. They may be all of these. In recognizing the different aspects of their heritage, I would imagine multiracial children would be much less likely to turn into prejudiced, racist, bigots.
I don't mean to romanticize interracial dating. There are definitely creeps that date outside of their ethnicity because they have some sort of weird sexual fetish. I once heard of a guy who looked like Stuart from MAD TV that thought all Asian women found him irresistible simply because he was white. My Asian friend quickly refuted that claim. However, I encourage anyone's attempt to broaden their cultural understandings because it will lead to an open, welcoming, and tolerant society. When someone dates or marries someone outside of their ethnicity, they make a pretty solid commitment to be more open, welcoming, and tolerant. But please don't date anyone solely to "broaden your cultural understanding." That's a tad insulting and defeats the purpose. The beauty lies in finding someone you love and embracing the differences between you and that person.
Will I ever date outside of my ethnicity? Probably. I don't know what the future holds. I may even end up marrying a Latino, perhaps even one of the Salvadoran variety. It certainly would be a lot easier. They'd probably speak spanish so they could hold conversations with my abuela and know the right way to eat a pupusa. They'd also understand my love for cumbias and that obscure cultural reference I may someday make. Or maybe I won't.
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Being grateful
So many times, my mind drifts into thoughts about my place in the world - my tiny, seemingly insignificant life subject to the whims and capriciousness of the events around me. I call them my "Oh, cruel world!" moments. And yeah, the world is cruel. But it's kinder to me than I can imagine. I have never gone hungry because food wasn't available. I get to go home and sleep in warmth and comfort. And no more than two streets away, I know that somebody isn't as fortunate. It's not even about feeling sorry for someone "less fortunate" than you; it's about ungratefulness.
Gratitude fuels the fire to my desire to contribute to change, to find my purpose in the world, to find my name in the book of life. Without gratitude, I wallow in my misery and I am rendered ineffective. It's a tool of the Enemy and it's his most successful tool. How many times have I been paralyzed by my inability to see beyond the scope of my problems? Paralysis isn't the place for a child of God. All I can do is thank God that I will have the opportunity to increase in strength and tell Satan to get behind me, because he ain't getting none of this.
1Therefore, since we have been justified by faith,we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ. 2Through him we have also obtained access by faith into this grace in which we stand, and we rejoice in hope of the glory of God. 3More than that, we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, 4and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, 5and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us. Romans 5: 1 - 5 (ESV)
I find myself coming back to this scripture over and over again. In this life, it seems that I really have to learn to appreciate suffering, rather than evade it at all costs. A life of pleasure-seeking and frivolity yields little reward. With gratitude and suffering, I have to learn how to have the former when I'm going through the latter. God give me grace, because that is so f$%@$ing hard. But I gotta learn or what will the rest of my life look like? (I can answer that question. . . not. good.)
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