eat sweet juicy fruits so you also become sweeter and kinder through every bite.
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i wanna smell like vanilla and lavender and always wear lace and feel like a princess
Weave, weave the sunlight in your hair—
T.S. Eliot, from The Waste Land and Other Writings (via wildfairy)
You are a ritual.
Your breath is the air of knowing.
Your body grounding earth.
Your spirit the fire of intention.
Your blood the ebb and flow of deep waters emotion.
You are a ritual.
Never forget you are magic made flesh blood and whole
And sacred spells are written in your soul.
Ara (via the-soul-tribe)
Take a bucket and fill it with all of your worries.
All of them.
Every single one.
Then take that bucket, and empty it into the natural flow of the universe. Allow each worry to be washed away,
Disintegrate,
And vanish out of sight.
Allow for the natural way of things to act in its own timing. It will take away all of your worries. It knows the way, so surrender your torturous thoughts,
For everything will be alright.
Nicole Addison @thepowerwithin (via thepowerwithin)
I am attracting unconditional love, abundance, high-vibrational experiences, and sacred connections.
(via the-wiccans-glossary)
Not seeking,
not expecting,
she is present,
and can welcome all things.
Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching (via cosmofilius)
What was it like to love him? Asked Gratitude.
It was like being exhumed, I answered, and brought to life in a flash of brilliance.What was it like to be loved in return? Asked Joy.
It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.What was it like to lose him? Asked Sorrow. There was a long pause before I responded:
It was like hearing every goodbye ever said to me—said all at once.
Lang Leav, Love & Misadventure (via booksqouted)
I want to frolic around in nature
By a beautiful waterfall or river with someone I feel happy with
I wanted you to love me, and frankly, I still do. But as sad as it is, some dreams are simply too good to be true.
