Wellbeing with Lisa

17/11/2025

Honor those who speak to you when they have time, for it shows you are significant. But be in love with the ones who create space for you, even when they have a lot going on. Those are the ones who want you around, who rank you over the shuffle of life even when they’re busy. It's easy for anyone to be there when things are smooth, but it takes real love and valid concern for a someone to drop whatever and whenever just so they can hear your voice, make sure you're okay. And, effort is the most tangible form of love; don’t forget that. Cherish the ones who chose you — each day mustn't be convenient, but always.
Neena Gupta.
ⓒ Love Is An Emotion of Strong Affection

16/11/2025

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11/11/2025

Strong women let the pain come. They cry when it’s time to and they shatter when in distress, but never remain flat. They pull themselves together, find their fragments, dry their eyes and go again. It is not their strength to pretend they are never hurt. It is in picking themselves up after a fall.
Neena Gupta.
ⓒ Love Is An Emotion of Strong Affection

11/11/2025

{PS}

10/11/2025

"Piglet?" said Pooh.
"Yes?" said Piglet.
"I'm scared," said Pooh.
For a moment, there was silence.
"Would you like to talk about it?" asked Piglet, when Pooh didn't appear to be saying anything further.
"I'm just so scared," blurted out Pooh.
"So anxious. Because I don't feel like things are getting any better. If anything, I feel like they might be getting worse. People are angry, because they're so scared, and they're turning on one another, and there seems to be no clear plan out of here, and I worry about my friends and the people I love, and I wish SO much that I could give them all a hug, and oh, Piglet! I am so scared, and I cannot tell you how much I wish it wasn't so."
Piglet was thoughtful, as he looked out at the blue of the skies, peeping between the branches of the trees in the Hundred Acre Wood, and listened to his friend.
"I'm here," he said, simply. "I hear you, Pooh. And I'm here."
For a moment, Pooh was perplexed.
"But... aren't you going to tell me not to be so silly? That I should stop getting myself into a state and pull myself together? That it's hard for everyone right now?"
"No," said Piglet, quite decisively. "No, I am very much not going to do any of those things."
“But - " said Pooh.
"I can't change the world right now," continued Piglet. "And I am not going to patronise you with platitudes about how everything will be okay, because I don't know that.
"What I can do, though, Pooh, is that I can make sure that you know that I am here. And that I will always be here, to listen; and to support you; and for you to know that you are heard.
"I can't make those Anxious Feelings go away, not really.
"But I can promise you that, all the time I have breath left in my body...you won't ever need to feel those Anxious Feelings alone."
And it was a strange thing, because even as Piglet said that, Pooh could feel some of those Anxious Feelings start to loosen their grip on him and could feel one or two of them start to slither away into the forest, cowed by his friend, who sat there stolidly next to him.
Pooh thought he had never been more grateful to have Piglet in his life.

{PS}

04/11/2025

In 1895, a young 12-year-old boy arrived by ship in Boston. He was from the mountains of Lebanon, poorly dressed, and could barely speak English. Accompanying his mother, two sisters, and a half-brother, he sought opportunity in an unfamiliar land, leaving certainty behind for hope. The family was impoverished and mourning the loss of loved ones.

Initially, in his new American classrooms, the boy faced ridicule for his strong accent and was often dismissed as slow-witted. His olive complexion even drew offensive remarks, with some classmates calling him "filthy."
Yet, some of his teachers perceived something unique in him. He wasn't boisterous, but incredibly observant. His self-expression didn't rely on fluent speech; instead, he communicated through detailed sketches and a quiet, profound wisdom. He soon conquered the English language, beginning to hone the unique literary voice that would eventually gain global recognition.
That boy was Khalil Gibran.

Tragedy continued to strike Gibran's life. Within a few years, he lost his half-brother, his cherished sister, and his mother—all to illness. His remaining sister took a job at a dress shop, her sacrifices enabling him to persist with his education. He never forgot her dedication. He would later declare, "The most beautiful word on the lips of mankind is the word ‘Mother.’” His eventual writings on love drew not just from romance, but from profound sorrow, deep gratitude, and the hard-won clarity of experience.

In 1923, Gibran released The Prophet, a compilation of poetic essays exploring themes like love, liberty, joy, and sorrow. It rapidly became a worldwide success, translated into more than 100 languages, cherished at life's most significant events, and treasured by a diverse audience from heads of state and rock icons to everyday people. Elvis Presley, John Lennon, JFK, and countless others found solace and inspiration within its pages.
He never raised his voice; he simply wrote.

He penned the enduring words, "Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls. The most massive characters are seared with scars."

From that deeply scarred spirit bloomed a beauty that continues to resonate a full century later. A remarkable legacy for a boy once considered unwanted.

02/11/2025

Billie Eilish called out billionaires for not giving more to charities - with Mark Zuckerberg in the audience 👏

01/11/2025

Annie Lennox and Prince Harry are among the thousands of punters who have walked through the doors of a small, Black-owned gallery in Soho in recent weeks to see a photographic exhibition that has quietly become a sensation since it opened in July.
🔗 - - > https://britishvogue.visitlink.me/7ReHD4