Cindy Lynn Speer's Blog, page 10
December 4, 2015
radu-rotten:
My Favourite Fairy Tale Illustrations:
Sl...
My Favourite Fairy Tale Illustrations:
Sleeping Beauty by Erik Bulatov and Oleg Vasilyev, 1971
December 3, 2015
etherealvistas:
Night is vanishing over the “Cresta-See”...
Night is vanishing over the “Cresta-See” (Switzerland) by
I Stumbled into Something Wonderful
And I just needed to share it with all of you.
It’s the Speech Accent Archive, and any accent you can possibly imagine, you’re like to find it there. It’s an amazing resource for myself as point of reference and I’m sure a great load of you would appreciate it as well.
Along with recordings, it provides the phonetics right alongside the paragraph recording. Each one is the same so you can really pick at the small slips and rolls of the speech. There are people from every region you could think of, both men and women, as well as mixed age groups.
-Cas
chrissykp added: Here’s a similar site: http://www.dialectsarchive.com/
December 2, 2015
cimetiere-chanson:
Afternoon dress ca. 1897. Silk brocad...
Afternoon dress ca. 1897. Silk brocade, velvet, chiffon. Made and worn by Ora Baily McCuthen, a concert pianist in San Diego. She was the daughter of James O. Baily, one of the first men to discover gold in the Julian area and one of the founders of Banner, California.
gillianandersons:
“…Cause you can’t live in a fantasy o...
“…Cause you can’t live in a fantasy of ‘Somebody’s going to rescue me. Somebody’s going to take care of me.’ You really have to do it yourself and put one foot in front of the other and eventually it will pay off. It really will. It’s hard going through it when you have to get up at 8 o’clock in the morning and go to a 9 to 5 job for a while because you are temping and you really want to be doing something else. But if you keep doing what it is right in front of your nose and you give it time and you keep your focus, you’ll get there.”
My mother once told me that trauma is like Lord of the Ri...
My mother once told me that trauma is like Lord of the Rings. You go through this crazy, life-altering thing that almost kills you (like, say, having to drop the one ring into Mount Doom), and that thing by definition cannot possibly be understood by someone who hasn’t gone through it. They can sympathize, sure, but they’ll never really know, and more than likely they’ll expect you to move on from the thing fairly quickly. But that’s not how it works.
Some lucky people are like Sam. They can go straight home, get married, have a whole bunch of curly headed Hobbit babies and pick up their gardening right where they left off, content to forget the whole thing and live out their days in peace. Lots of people however, are like Frodo, and they don’t come home the same person they were when they left, and everything is more horrible and more hard then it ever was before. The old wounds sting and the ghost of the weight of the one ring still weighs heavy on their minds, and they don’t fit in at home anymore, so they get on boats go sailing away to the Undying West to look for the sort of peace that can only come from within. Frodos can’t cope, and most of us are Frodos when we start out.
But if we move past the urge to hide or lash out, my mother always told me, we can become Pippin and Merry. They never ignored what had happened to them, but they were malleable and receptive to change. They became civic leaders and great storytellers; they were able to turn all that fear and anger and grief into narratives that others could delight in and learn from, and they used the skills they had learned in battle to protect their homeland. They were fortified by what had happened to them, they wore it like armor and used it to their advantage.
It is our trauma that turns us into guardians, my mother told me. It is suffering that strengthens our skin and softens our hearts, and if we learn to live with the ghosts of what has been done to us, we just may be able to save others from the same fate.
S.T. Gibson (via wmilam)
