This morning, something stirred within me and prompted a sorting out of my closet. I folded some things more neatly, separated beach clothes from others, colour-coded hanging items. I pulled out a floral yellow skirt my mum made for me and felt it could do with some ironing. As I pressed out the creases on the ironing table just outside my room, I thought, ‘why does this feel like an act of love?’
Sooooo important!!! I hate it when someone says REAL WORK as if all we came on this earth to do was make money and do the jobs that capitalism decided for us. I highly doubt that’s what humans were originally intended to do, and even if we are in this system now then at least make time for the tasks that give joy. Thanks for writing this ❤️
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Sooooo important!!! I hate it when someone says REAL WORK as if all we came on this earth to do was make money and do the jobs that capitalism decided for us. I highly doubt that’s what humans were originally intended to do, and even if we are in this system now then at least make time for the tasks that give joy. Thanks for writing this ❤️
The tasks that give the most joy!! And which also allow us to think freely, and then give birth to new ideas. Thanks for sharing your thoughts xxx
good read: https://twitter.com/banhmigoddess/status/1641515824698605569?s=46&t=XGQvU9oXyLW0swiQUvlCnQ
Beautiful, thanks for sharing ❤️