@theliminalcompass
Greek diaspora fire-speaker π₯ living between neurotypes, languages & health states. classics nerd turned linguist turned educator. the liminal is my jam. πππββ¬ππΏπβοΈ mariastenos.com
I get yelled at for saying this but for many hundreds of years people went to university not to get diplomas or be employable but because immersion in the humanities was considered foundational to a good life, and school must return to its original purpose: the joy of learning.
On behalf of the gardens, thank you!
How'd you know I like my tea lava-hot?
Potnia Theron
In Greece we have a tea blend that's called "fruits of the forest" ΟΟΞΏΟΟΞ± ΟΞΏΟ Ξ΄Ξ¬ΟΞΏΟ Ο, that is basically this blend. I only tried it recently but it's very nice!
This is what it feels like to post on bluesky
Energy levels. I have all these ideas and desire and I also have chronic fatigue syndrome and PEM, so I cannot physically do too much on any given day.
Welcome to the late diagnosed club
What's an example of this? I'd like to add some for myself
This study definitely reflects my experiences with melatonin and exercise helping sleep.
Donβt be afraid.
Name your favorite film from the year you were born
I love stuff & things!
A very large, broad tree with dark branches and touches of green on a grassy hillside under a colorless sky. A person walks on a dirt road lett of the oak.
Nine years ago today πΏ #nativeplants
Valley Oak leafing out in Contra Costa county
UPDATE: Alright, by popular demand, I have created a Generative AI Slop-Free News feed!
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It costs roughly $3/month to maintain this feed, so I appreciate it if you could chip in a couple bucks to keep it going:
Being visibly queer in public is an act of rebellion.
Yes absolutely. This and honoring elders. They've been around a long time, take care of us. Create your independence but listen to the wisdom too. Silly children.
feels accurate
The fire we do not speak consumes us whole.
and suppressed in order to keep others happy, to keep the gossip away. I have nothing left to lose. All that could have been said has been said. I choose myself.
It was heart-wrenching, soul-crushing pain, without cause, without answers. But the answers came. The healing did too. In many ways I've been reborn. And this second chance cannot be wasted in hiding. So I am reclaiming myself. All of me, the parts I don't want to see, the voice that was hidden
What part of yourself are you reclaiming this year, and how does that benefit your community?
I am reclaiming my public face. I am reclaiming my voice. I am taking my name and saying, this is who I am. This is what my ancestors sacrificed for. I was on death's door for many years.
the capitalist, the extractionist. nothing will be left if we keep turning our gaze from the truth.
I have added my full name to my profile here, I am coming out and being honest. I trust my ancestors and those who protect me to keep me safe, and bring me into contact with others like me. Those who were taught to remain small and not take up space. Those who have rebelled against the patriarchal
Because my mother taught me we had to stay small. Because in rural peasant southern Mediterranean culture, the woman served and kept quiet. She kept the family going. I tried to do the same but my body revolted. And it nearly destroyed me. So now I am speaking out.
That was hidden too. Hiding, making oneself small, minimizing the truth. It's part of the reason why things are where they are. We turn a blind eye. We don't say what's just behind the teeth, we bury down the righteous anger beneath smiles and platitudes.
#witchmadness #witchsky
Where have you mistaken neutrality for wisdom?
I have spent most of my life in hiding. Hiding truths from the world, and from myself, to protect a vision of a perfect family, a perfect Greek diaspora daughter, a perfect student. The truths and tumult hidden beneath?
so I listen. I listen and I act accordingly. What I am able, I offer. What I can, I do.
by many who have lost the ability to listen. I transmute the pain I feel and give offerings to the earth who's not been honored, but extracted from for far too long. How do we sleep at night knowing she's given us everything and all we do is take? When did we turn our backs on the life giver?
