Welcome to my Tumblr. I'm Callie and sometimes I update this and sometimes I dont.
I get these moments of passion for things, peoples, and ideas. In high school I was really passionate about John Steinbeck, then I was passionate about orphans, then I was passionate about people in the sex trade, Africa, North Korea…etc. But I always forget those passions at some point. And then I remember that I had this feeling in my gut, a longing to care and to do something that mattered, and I dont want to forget. I want to be bolder then my insecurities that tell me I am not outgoing enough to pursue anything that is worth obtaining, anything that can create a change for somebody somewhere. Howard Thurman said once in a conversation, "Don’t ask yourself what the world needs. Ask yourself what makes you come alive and then go do that. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive." I want to come alive.
I just reached 10,000 followers and to celebrate I am doing a giveaway! Two winners will each get to choose one of the books pictured below. I will purchase it for them through The Book Depository and have it shipped to them.
-The Book Depository ships anywhere in the world for free, so anyone can enter.
-You can like or reblog this post to automatically be entered in the giveaway.
-I will use a random number generator to pick the two winners.
-You must be following me, since the whole point is to thank my followers.
-You must be comfortable with giving me your full name and address, should you win.
-You must have your ask box open so I can let you know if you win!
-You can enter as many times as you like.
-I will announce the winners on Friday May 10th 2013, and you have until Monday May 13th to get back to me, with your mailing information. If you don’t, I’ll have to pick someone else.
Good luck everyone and thanks for following me!
More information about the books and the specific editions after the cut.
Words sit heavy on quiet souls. But in quiet souls there is a strength, a strength to move without speaking but just listening. To show someone that words dont fall on deaf ears but simply mute mouths. Break the bonds that hold lips closed when they have words that offer sustenance. Break binds and barriers that say your words dont matter, do you not see how much damage people cause with their words. “the marks humans leave is too often scars.” tread lightly on the earth for one day it will perish, tread lightly and use words sparingly for they are weights of rock. Communication was designed to be beautiful to create fellowship, to join brothers, to relay my words. Why blast what I made beautiful by tainting it with scars. Callie, you have a voice and it matters. My daughter I did not make you mute, break the social boundaries, break the fears. I will break them. I will bridge the gap, I will stand for you, for what you have to say. I care to hear you speak, not in joking or in gossip but in truth and righteousness. Your voice creates joy within me. I love when you talk to me, when you spend time with me, when you remember me. When you choose me.
I had an amazing feeling when I finally held the tape in my hand. I just thought to myself that in the palm of my hand, there was this one tape that had all of these memories and feelings and great joy and sadness. Right there in the palm of my hand. And I thought about hoe many people have loved those songs. And how many people got through a lot of bad times because of those songs. And how many people enjoyed good times with those songs. And how much those songs really mean. I think it would be great to have written one of those songs. I bet if I wrote one of them, I would be very proud. I hope the people who wrote those songs are happy. I hope that they feel it’s enough. I really do because they’ve made me happy. And I’m only one person.
I am most angry at time. There is never enough of it no matter how long you get. There are things you are always going to wish you had done, things you wanted to say, and people you wanted to love. No time to grow up but enough time to realize you’re old. She wasn’t granted long enough and I don’t think I’ll get over that fact. She had enough time to inspire and to love so many and to show people hoe to live and how to accept things thrown your way, and how you deal with those things. Yet still I cannot grasp the idea that she is gone and why it was such little time and why it had to hurt so much. Why did she have to suffer so much to only die? But in death I know that she became an angel and is literally running through it. She is finally healed. I guess that’s something that wasn’t or couldn’t happen on Earth and so I guess our prayers came through then.