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12/10/2024

“If you inherently long for something, become it first. If you want gardens, become the gardener. If you want love, embody love. If you want mental stimulation, change the conversation. If you want peace, exude calmness. If you want to fill your world with artists, begin to paint. If you want to be valued, respect your own time. If you want to live ecstatically, find the ecstasy within yourself. This is how to draw it in, day by day, inch by inch.”

- Victoria Erickson

[Image: Picking Cherry Blossoms (1890) oil on canvas by German artist Eduard Niczky

12/10/2024

( sometimes poetry touches me deeply, I cry)

When I am among the trees,
especially the willows and the honey locust,
equally the beech, the oaks and the pines,
they give off such hints of gladness.
I would almost say that they save me, and daily.

I am so distant from the hope of myself,
in which I have goodness, and discernment,
and never hurry through the world
but walk slowly, and bow often.

Around me the trees stir in their leaves
and call out, “Stay awhile.”
The light flows from their branches.

And they call again, “It’s simple,” they say,
“and you too have come
into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled
with light, and to shine.

12/10/2024

"I suffer from too much thinking. What I feel, I think. What I don’t feel, I think too. The anguish is immense. I’ve got nothing to do but keep turning the same thoughts over in my mind, like a prisoner who endlessly walks the same path in a cell. The loneliness inside me is a crowd of ghosts, whispering of lost days and broken dreams, a noise so loud that I cannot sleep, cannot breathe."
— The Book of Disquiet by Fernando Pessoa

12/10/2024

It will come to pass that your good heart will not always be taken care of. That your kind soul will not always be kept well by others. That your acts of love will be twisted into ugly stories, tales in which you are the villain. And it will hurt this good heart of yours, to hear that such mistruth exists, that there are those who will turn pure intentions into plots and selfless into subterfuge. But when this sadness comes about, as it must, be brave. You know this heart of yours and all the care it holds for our world and all in it. You know what you did not do and what you did do, so beautifully. And those who can see, do see you. Or they will, very soon. The others, may never be able to. And that, my friend, is a sad tale much bigger, than any they have set out to create.

~ 'Sad Tale' from 'Growing Brave' by Donna Ashworth ~ Donna Ashworth

~ Art by Manka Kasha

12/10/2024

There is a reason why walking amongst nature is most people’s best advice when depression strikes.
Because walking in nature is a return to ‘home’.
You are not a lover of nature, or a fan of nature, you ‘are’ nature.
You are as much nature as the trees in your garden and the bees on your picnic.
You were designed to live your days out in the wild with your fellow creatures and plants but progress, humanity, had different plans for us all.
And so we exist day-to-day, in our homes, but never ‘home’.
The quickest route back to self, to inner peace, is bare feet on grass, arms around trees, head in the clouds and heart in a forest.
Put your bones in water, whenever you can, smell each flower you see and crumble dirt between your tired-of-typing fingers.
You are nature, go home once in a while.
It will bring you much you didn’t even know you were missing.

~ 'You Are Nature' by Donna Ashworth from 'Wild Hope' ~ Donna Ashworth

~ Art by Jane Newland

12/10/2024

Loneliness does not come from having no people about one, but from being unable to communicate the things that seem important to oneself, or from holding certain views which others find inadmissible. If a man knows more than others, he becomes lonely. But loneliness is not necessarily inimical to companionship, for no one is more sensitive to companionship than the lonely man, and companionship thrives only when each individual remembers his individuality and does not identify himself with others!

~Carl Jung💚♥️💚

12/10/2024

Relationships never provide you with everything. They provide you with some things. You take all the things you want from a person -- sexual chemistry, let's say, or good conversation, or financial support, or intellectual compatibility, or niceness, or loyalty -- and you get to pick three of those things. The rest you have to look for elsewhere.
It's only in the movies that you find someone who gives you all those things. But this isn't the movies. In the real world, you have to identify which three qualities you want to spend the rest of your life with, and then you look for those qualities in another person. That's real life. Don't you see it's a trap? If you keep trying to find everything, you'll wind up with nothing. ~Hanya Yanagihara

12/10/2024

If you ever get the chance, go alone. Walk alone, travel alone, live alone, dance alone. Just for a while. If you ever get the chance, learn who you are when the world isn't demanding you be one way or another.

Most people only know how to stand on their own if someone else will stand beside them. Don't let that be your story.

When you get the chance, know that the opportunity to walk alone, even for a bit, is a rare gift, one that will hand you insight that can change the course of your life.

- Brianna Wiest

12/10/2024

"One of my philosophy professors lectured wildly about love once, yelling: 'When you're in love with someone, that person is the lighthouse of your universe.' (I scrawled it inside Science and Poetry in pencil-lighthouse of your universe-as if I would ever forget that phrase.) He was a delightful caricature of his position. I could swear he literally tore his hair out while howling at us. He went on, 'Nothing means as much without that person. One of the men in the class repeated, incredulous, half-laughing, 'So you're saying you can't enjoy, like, a vacation, without someone if you're really in love with them?' 'Of course not,' the professor replied. 'Not completely. You recognize beauty, but beauty means less if they don't witness it with you. Beauty is less. You see something sublime and your first thought is that they should be there with you. It's not as good without them. They illuminate. They make everything more."

12/10/2024

I love the weirdos.
The rule breakers. The strange, whimsical, outlandish, peculiar, and uncanny. The misfits. The curious, unusual, eccentric, and unpredictable. The freaks. The radical, star-gazing vagabonds. The loners. The rejects. The outsiders.
The silly romanticists
who ridiculously dream. of changing the
world someday... because they do.

Creig Crippen

12/10/2024

You Don’t Just Lose Someone Once.

You don’t just lose someone once.
You lose them when you close your eyes at night.
And as you open them each morning.

You lose them throughout the day.
An unused coffee cup.
An empty chair.
A pair of boots no longer there.

You lose them as the sun sets.
And darkness closes in.
You lose them as you wonder why.
Staring at a star lit sky.

You lose them on the big days.
Anniversaries.
Birthdays.
Graduations.
Holidays.
Weddings.
And the regular days too.

You lose them in a song they used to sing.
The scent of their cologne.
A slice of their favorite pie.
You lose them in conversations you will never have.
And all the words unsaid.

You lose them in all the places they’ve been.
And all the places they longed to go.
You lose them in what could have been.
And all the dreams you shared.

You lose them as the seasons change.
The snow blows.
The flowers blossom.
The grass grows.
The leaves fall.

You lose them again and again.
Day after day.
Month after month.
Year after year.

You lose them as you pick up the broken pieces.
And begin your life anew.
You lose them when you realize.
This is your new reality.
They are never coming back.
No matter how much
You miss them or
Need them.
No matter how hard you pray.
They are gone.
And you must go on.
Alone.

Time marches on, carrying them further and further way.
You lose them as your hair whitens and your body bends with age.
Your memory fades.
And the details begin to blur.
Their face stares back at you from a faded photograph.
Someone you used to know.

You think you might have loved them once.
A long time ago.
Back then.
When you were whole.

You don’t just lose someone once.
You lose them every day.
Over and over again.
For the rest of your life.

12/10/2024

-discovery-

There comes a time
When you stand before the altar
In the temple
As the incense drifts
And the candles melt
And suddenly you realize
What you were searching for
Was never out there
It was inside you
To rediscover
All this time.

Leslie Bertrand
©Paradoxical Phoenix

Photographer unknown

12/10/2024

Erotic Intelligence
It's not only about looks or status. For me, intelligence is one of the biggest factors to attraction, to sexual desire. A mentally stimulating intellectual is instantly erotic to me.
I crave to hear your words as you speak about your passions, your goals, the things that make you human. The skin is what we are all introduced to, but the brain will keep me stimulated; the heart
will tell me about my lover's passions, desires, and all of the complexities that make someone alive. Tell me all of the intricate details that make you, you; that's sexy. Your intellect will turn me on. -Sylvester McNutt III

12/10/2024

“When you remember me, it means that you have carried something of who I am with you, that I have left some mark of who I am on who you are. It means that you can summon me back to your mind even though countless years and miles may stand between us. It means that if we meet again, you will know me. It means that even after I die, you can still see my face and hear my voice and speak to me in your heart.
For as long as you remember me, I am never entirely lost.”
Frederick Buechner - Whistling in the Dark

Artist: Lisa Aisato

Pairing by Whispers from the Heart

12/10/2024

You know this feeling? The feeling of knowing that it is okay to choose to walk alone for a while but still wondering why you keep reaching for a spare hand to hold.
Knowing that being alone is not lonely, but why does it feel that way sometimes? Knowing that you can express all and every kindness to yourself, just as much as any other person could express to you. Knowing that your love is enough. And it is. But you still find yourself missing the smallest of things that
past love gave to you. And You know those small things are not everything, but why do they seem like everything at some
points? This is the feeling I'm talking about.
The feeling of lack. The feeling of not enough.
Self-love is hard, man. Please be kind and loving to yourself. This releases everything. These tiny small things that you miss
are not a reflection of the lack of love in your life. Because there is no lack of love in your life. Take a look at the sky next time
the sun goes down. There are so many stars up there, a thing that I find crazy hard to get my head around. Just so many
damn stars. An endless starry sky, a universe lacking nothing. And from that stems absolutely everything in your life.
So remind yourself, next time you're fighting off this feeling, that when you do fall in love in the future, it will come from a place of abundance, not a place of lack. Take a look at the sky

- seekerpoetry

12/10/2024

What does it mean to hold space for another person? It means that we are willing to walk alongside another person in whatever journey they’re on without judging them, making them feel inadequate, trying to fix them, or trying to impact the outcome.
When we hold space for other people, we open our hearts, offer unconditional support, and let go of judgment and control ..

Heather Plett ✨

Artist Credit: Jiri Petr

12/09/2024

“And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

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