Allie. 23. MA. College Graduate. Feminist. Photography. Doctor Who. Photography. Art. The Antlers. Etgar Keret. Brand New. The Front Bottoms. Ukulele.
Yoko Ono’s Cleaning Pieces
CLEANING PIECE I
Write down a sad memory.
Put it in a box.
Burn the box and sprinkle the ashes in the field.
You may give some ashes
to a friend who shared the sadness.
CLEANING PIECE II
Make a numbered list of sadness in your life.
Pile up stones corresponding to those numbers.
Add a stone, each time there is sadness.
Burn the list, and appreciate the mount of stones for its beauty.
Make a numbered list of happiness in your life.
Pile up stones corresponding to those numbers.
Add a stone, each time there is happiness.
Compare the mount of stones to the one of sadness.
CLEANING PIECE III
Try to say nothing negative about anybody.
a) for three days
b) for forty-five days
c) for three months
See what happens to your life.
CLEANING PIECE IV
Write down everything you fear in life.
Burn it.
Pour herbal oil with a sweet scent on the ashes.
CLEANING PIECE V
Let a list of arbitary names come into your mind as you go to sleep.
Say “bless you” after each name.
Do this with speed, by keeping a constant rythm,
so, in no way, you would hesitate to bless them.
(Source: arson-fella, via jennyslatesbutchgf)
Excuse me.
Hey.
I’m glad you’re in my life, I’m glad you’re in every page. From now and until the day I take my last breath. I’m so happy that you’re here.
If I got rid of my skin torn chapters and skimmed through the lavish index of future happiness, I hope that you’re in every letter and every number that runs down my spine;
Because you’re my favorite book.
- Daylight #4 (via poetryleftbyher)I only come back to this website when I’m miserable and anxious and when my depression gets really bad.
It makes me wish I was 17 again, when I was constantly on here.
I wish that the things I thought were hard back then were my only issues right now.
So, like, long time no update.
I have been feeling really good for like a week now. Like, I actually feel like myself, and that’s something I haven’t felt in a very long time. It feels like when you see that one friend you can reconnect with like nothing, no matter how much time it has been since you’ve talked or seen each other last.
Today was such a shitty day up until Vagina Monologue rehearsals tonight, but like, I’m taking everything in a very “Allie” way and it feels really nice and things are improving so yaw
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