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"Do you remember the happiest moment of your life?""One time back in 73’, I went to see a show at the Village Vanguard by Rahsaan Roland Kirk. He was amazing. He could play three saxophones at one time. I went to his last set of the night, and I got there early and found him sitting at the bar. I went up to him and asked if I could join him on stage for a song, but he told me that he wouldn’t have the time. ‘If you change your mind,’ I told him, ‘I’ll be sitting in the front row corner.’ I told him exactly where I’d be because he was blind. Then right at the end of the show, he started waving toward my table. I got up there and started playing, and at one point he motioned for the whole band to stop, and I got to play a solo up on the stage. Everyone was clapping for me. I rode home on the subway that night feeling like a king. Feeling like I could play with anyone in the world."

humansofnewyork:

"Do you remember the happiest moment of your life?"
"One time back in 73’, I went to see a show at the Village Vanguard by Rahsaan Roland Kirk. He was amazing. He could play three saxophones at one time. I went to his last set of the night, and I got there early and found him sitting at the bar. I went up to him and asked if I could join him on stage for a song, but he told me that he wouldn’t have the time. ‘If you change your mind,’ I told him, ‘I’ll be sitting in the front row corner.’ I told him exactly where I’d be because he was blind. Then right at the end of the show, he started waving toward my table. I got up there and started playing, and at one point he motioned for the whole band to stop, and I got to play a solo up on the stage. Everyone was clapping for me. I rode home on the subway that night feeling like a king. Feeling like I could play with anyone in the world."

The universe is full of positive energy waves. (via Joe)

To hold our tongues when everyone is gossiping, to smile without hostility at people and institutions, to compensate for the shortage of love in the world with more love in small, private matters; to be more faithful in our work, to show greater patience, to forgo the cheap revenge obtainable from mockery and criticism: all these are things we can do.
Hermann Hesse (via thelittlephilosopher)

(Source: parkstepp, via 990000)

Mr. Mandela showed us what humans can do.
Portrait by Per-Anders Pettersson

Mr. Mandela showed us what humans can do.

Portrait by Per-Anders Pettersson

Mira a esta zona de vibras de energía positiva en México.

First runner with Down syndrome finishes NYC marathon  - TODAY.com →

kirinqueen:

winecarbsandtaxes:

Automatic reblog!

Now that is badass. Not only does he have Down Syndrome, but he’s 48! Awesome job, Mr. Jenson.

Humans are AMAZING.

(Source: emilyposts)

wilwheaton:

kellysue:

themightyglamazon:

your-snowflake:

cherrispryte:

Fred McFeely Rogers (March 20, 1928 – February 27, 2003)

I’m gonna reblog this every time.

Fred Rogers Real Actual Guardian of Childhood.

This chokes me up Every. Time. 

I just now realized that when I was a little kid, Mister Rogers built the foundation of Wheaton’s Law in my fragile, eggshell mind.

(Source: lemonyandbeatrice, via globalspin)

George Saunders’ Advice to Graduates

kateoplis:

What I regret most in my life are failures of kindness. 

Those moments when another human being was there, in front of me, suffering, and I responded…sensibly.  Reservedly.  Mildly.

Or, to look at it from the other end of the telescope:  Who, in your life, do you remember most fondly, with the most undeniable feelings of warmth?

Those who were kindest to you, I bet.

It’s a little facile, maybe, and certainly hard to implement, but I’d say, as a goal in life, you could do worse than: Try to be kinder. …

Because kindness, it turns out, is hard – it starts out all rainbows and puppy dogs, and expands to include…well, everything.

One thing in our favor:  some of this “becoming kinder” happens naturally, with age.  It might be a simple matter of attrition:  as we get older, we come to see how useless it is to be selfish – how illogical, really.  We come to love other people and are thereby counter-instructed in our own centrality.  We get our butts kicked by real life, and people come to our defense, and help us, and we learn that we’re not separate, and don’t want to be.  We see people near and dear to us dropping away, and are gradually convinced that maybe we too will drop away (someday, a long time from now).  Most people, as they age, become less selfish and more loving.  I think this is true.  The great Syracuse poet, Hayden Carruth, said, in a poem written near the end of his life, that he was ‘mostly Love, now.’”

Read on.

Unfortunately, it doesn’t happen naturally with old age for ALL people, just as long as you have a heart mostly.

'Carry On': Why I stayed →

marihuertas:

A breathtaking story of the living and the gentle, and of what community, and family, truly mean.

zenpencils:

A tribute to ROGER EBERT

(via quartey)