Creative Resilience

04/12/2025

Hello Creative Resilience! I will soon give you some attention not sure who is here. If you feel like it tell me about yourself and what interests you about resilience?

28/12/2023

Happy 28th of December. In the supermarket they told me that it was a saint day so I checked it out. Saint Simón de Rojas
A pious child, his first words, at age 14 months, were reported to be Ave Maria. From his youth and throughout his life he loved to visit Marian shrines. Joined the Trinitarians in Valladolid, Spain at age 12, and made his religious profession on 28 October 1572. But hey check out these two guapos singing outside my hospital in Barcelona a christmas special.

Robbie cantando Feel con el cantante español Dani Martín

13/11/2023

Love and Resilience Poem:
In the garden of life, where emotions bloom,
Love and resilience weave a delicate loom.
Through storms of trial, love's beacon bright,
Resilience stands firm in the darkest night.

Love, a compass in the vast unknown,
Guiding hearts, where seeds of strength are sown.
In the tapestry of time, where sorrows play,
Resilience whispers, "I'll find my way."

Through the echoes of joy and the cries of despair,
Love and resilience, an unyielding pair.
In the chapters of healing, where stories are told,
Love's embrace and resilience unfold.

So, let love be the anthem, the melody clear,
Resilience, the dance that conquers fear.
In the poetry of life, where verses entwine,
Love and resilience, an eternal sign.

13/11/2023

Love:
Love is a symphony of the heart's refrain,
A melody that transcends joy and pain.
It's the gentle touch, the whispered word,
A sentiment so profound, yet often unheard.

Resilience:
Resilience, a quiet strength within,
A dance with shadows, a will to begin.
It's the rising sun after the darkest night,
A spirit unbroken, embracing the light.

Trauma:
Trauma, a storm that leaves its mark,
A shadow cast, a journey through the dark.
Yet in its wake, resilience may find,
A strength to heal, a spirit realigned.

21/10/2023

Celebrating 20 years since I took the plane to Guatemala October 20, 2003. Saskia Nico and Claudia in the sunshine in our favourite restaurant.

15/07/2023

East London's "knocker-uppers" paid to shoot peas at windows to wake up over sleepers so they didn't lose their jobs.

Mary Smith, a famous knocker-upper in London's East End, shot dried peas out of a pea shooter instead of a pole. She charged a sixpence a week for her pea-shooting service.

Some knocker-uppers simply banged on doors to wake up their customers, but they found that by doing this they were also waking up their customer's neighbours for free.

Mary Smith's pea shooting method solved this problem, as they tap of peas on the window was loud enough to wake up the clients without disturbing anyone else on the street.

She became one of the most beloved characters in the East End in the 1930s, with her nearest competition being a knocker-upper three miles away who used a fishing rod to tap on the windows.

She was so loved, that she had her own children's book written and named after her.

06/07/2023

03/05/2023

We're here to help you navigate loss & hardship and support others in life's hardest moments 💙

02/12/2022

✍️ Art + Words by Refuge In Grief

The holiday season hurts. Whether you are missing someone who should be part of the festivities, or you are missing someone who shared your love of quiet acknowledgment over raucous partying, this season will add some to your grief. But there are ways to make it gentler for yourself.⁣
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Please remember, whatever you choose to do (or not do) in this holiday season, staying true to yourself is important. To the best of your ability, seek out those places that companion your sadness, and avoid those places that ask you to pretend you are something other than you are. Life is too short for that. Make this season as much of a comfort to you as you can.⁣

02/12/2022

🎨 Art + words by Morgan Harper Nichols
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I don’t know what you’re going through right now… If you are on the mountain, in the valley, or somewhere in the wildness of it all where you are just trying to fight your footing, but I do hope you are that you are not alone here. There is grace here. There is room to journey through this season one breath at a time, one day at a time.⁠
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Here’s to December 💙

21/11/2022

Things that actually matter… 💛

21/11/2022

Born enslaved in Raleigh, North Carolina, in 1858, Anna Julia Cooper started school at the age of nine. Nearly sixty years later, Anna received her Ph.D. in history at the age of sixty-six in 1924.

Throughout the years in between and many after her Ph.D., Anna dedicated herself to helping others thrive. She taught in schools, worked as a principal, and after her Ph.D. as a university president.

Anna was also a staunch advocate for civil rights and women's rights, writing and giving speeches. In one speech, Anna said, "A nation's greatness is not dependent upon the things it make and uses. Things without thots [sic] are mere vulgarities. America can boast her expanse of territory, her gilded domes, her paving stones of silver dollars; but the question of deepest moment in this nation today is its span of the circle of brotherhood, the moral stature of its men and its women, the elevation at which it receives its 'vision' into the firmament of eternal truth."

Anna passed away at the age of 105 in 1964.

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Sources: Portrait taken circa 1902 - C.M. Bell, photographer. Mrs. A.J. Cooper. [between February and December 1903] Photograph. Retrieved from the Library of Congress, . / Giles, Mark S. “Special Focus: Dr. Anna Julia Cooper, 1858-1964: Teacher, Scholar, and Timeless Womanist.” The Journal of Negro Education, vol. 75, no. 4, Journal of Negro Education, 2006, pp. 621–34, http://www.jstor.org/stable/40034662 / The Ethics of the Negro Question Speech by Anna Julia Cooper September 5, 1902 / Wikipedia

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