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"Personally I would sooner have written Alice in Wonderland than the whole Encyclopedia Britannica." - Stephen Leacock
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"The true sign of intelligence is not knowledge but imagination." - Albert Einstein
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Happy 1 year Anniversary Love....
You have no idea how hard I've looked for a gift to bring You. Nothing seemed right. What's the point of bringing gold to the gold mine, or water to the ocean. Everything I came up with was like taking spices to the Orient. It's no good giving my heart and my soul because You already have these. So I've brought You a mirror. Look at Yourself and remember me. - Rumi :rose: |
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“Stepping onto a brand-new path is difficult, but not more difficult than remaining in a situation, which is not nurturing to the whole woman.” ― Maya Angelou
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“Therefore, dear Sir, love your solitude and try to sing out with the pain it causes you. For those who are near you are far away... and this shows that the space around you is beginning to grow vast.... be happy about your growth, in which of course you can't take anyone with you, and be gentle with those who stay behind; be confident and calm in front of them and don't torment them with your doubts and don't frighten them with your faith or joy, which they wouldn't be able to comprehend. Seek out some simple and true feeling of what you have in common with them, which doesn't necessarily have to alter when you yourself change again and again; when you see them, love life in a form that is not your own and be indulgent toward those who are growing old, who are afraid of the aloneness that you trust.... and don't expect any understanding; but believe in a love that is being stored up for you like an inheritance, and have faith that in this love there is a strength and a blessing so large that you can travel as far as you wish without having to step outside it.” ― Rainer Maria Rilke
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“And that is how change happens. One gesture. One person. One moment at a time.” ― Libba Bray
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4th of July
“The best way to predict your future is to create it” ― Abraham Lincoln Now, that's #freedom. http://36.media.tumblr.com/98f94aa42...k6q7o1_500.jpg |
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This is for the tough days by Sarah Harvey
This is for the days when our hearts hurt like hell, pulsating with a fierce, fiery pain. This is for the days when we bite back tears, trying too hard to swallow them whole. This is for the days when our souls feel heavy, so we slump our tired shoulders down, down, down. This is for the days when getting out of bed feels like a bad-ass, award-winning achievement. This is for the days when we tremble with anger, our temper on super-short hairline-triggers. This is for the days when we feel empty, useless and invisible, like a hungry ghost. Yes. This is for those really tough days. The days that rip us wide open, leaving us naked and exhausted, shivering in the dark. The days where we just want to give up. The days where we want to run far, far, away. But, we can’t. We can’t run. Or hide. Or give up. Because if we did, the only person we would be running from is ourselves. We would be giving up on ourselves. Hiding from ourselves. So, yes, we can try to bail and haphazardly fling ourselves under a fast-moving bus when the going gets tough. But the thing is—we actually need ourselves the most on those f*cking tough, trying and terrible days. Let’s stay. Let’s stick it out. We don’t need to understand what we’re feeling. We don’t need to analyze it. We just need to stay and support the sh*t out of ourselves. How? What can we do? We can be bold and dive right into the toughness of the day, feeling the icy water drip into our hearts, freezing to form incredibly beautiful icicles. We can run directly towards ourselves, sprinting with wide open arms, a supportive smile and a glass of succulent red wine. We can buy our battered souls a big bouquet of blossoming flowers. We can clear a space and cry a thousand crystalline drops till the skies clear and our salty tear-rain has passed. We can run our soul a frothy bubble bath, slip into mile-high lavender bubbles and take a breath. We can retreat from the world, burrow under our covers, sigh, moan and just hurt. We can ask ourselves, “What can I do for you right now?” We can be really ballsy, wear our heart on our sleeve and ask a trusted friend for an extra-large serving of support. We can curl up in child’s pose and cry into our yoga mats. We can write, paint, dance and sing our hurt, our passionate pain, our wicked grief, and express it no-holds-barred, creating magical art from our madness. We can cue up an angsty, melancholy playlist and sob or scream or tremble till our hearts slip into a soothed state. We can reach out, take our own hand and squeeze it hard. Yes. There are a thousand beautiful things we can do to support ourselves. So let’s vow now to never, ever abandon our sweet selves again. Ever. Because, yes, some days are incredibly tough. But they can be really juicy, too. They can be transformative. They can be beautiful. They can be filled with inspiration. They can be chock-full of creativity. They can be exactly what we need. So, let’s be bold and stick around. Let’s be badass and meet those tough days head on. |
Very little is needed to make a happy life; it is all within yourself, in your way of thinking.--Marcus Aurelius
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"If you have a garden and a library, you have everything you need." - Marcus Tullius Cicero
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"What is a weed? A plant whose virtues have never been discovered." - Ralph Waldo Emerson
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"Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant." - Robert Louis Stevenson
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"When you love yourself, you bring joy and passion into a challenging world that desperately needs these qualities." https://scontent-lga1-1.xx.fbcdn.net...07&oe=56161170 |
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L.A. is a great big freeway.
Put a hundred down and buy a car. In a week, maybe two, they'll make you a star Weeks turn into years. How quck they pass And all the stars that never were Are parking cars and pumping gas... |
"Clocks slay time... time is dead as long as it is being clicked off by little wheels; only when the clock stops does time come to life." - William Faulkner
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