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It seems very safe to me to be surrounded by green growing things and water.
written by Barbara Kingsolver (via mustangblood)

(Source: akapearlofagirl, via smokeyskypreistess)


Out of the Mist by ~TheSquareBrick
(aka me)






So apparently in my sister’s class, there was a trans girl that had been on the cheerleading squad for a while. When she came out, the other girls on the squad made the agreement that whatever boy made fun of her would never get a date. And if you think that’s not the most metal girl alliance ever, you can sit down.

Wow, 500 notes

Girls protecting girls.


(Source: passive-aggressiveprincess, via vegan-freakk)

Symbolism is the language of the Mysteries, [and] all Nature, for every law and power active is manifested through the medium of symbol to communicate thoughts which transcend the limitations of language.
written by Manly P. Hall (via mindscents)

(via the-darkest-of-lights)


Auroras glow above Jupiter and moon, 1981
Ron Miller



poppin up on racists like

Black tumblr be like

Heard you was talkin shit.

raspberry chia jam.

rascal by iamamiwhoiam

Feelings are like messengers, knocking on your door, telling you when you have a particular belief that you may not be consciously aware of. So if you have a feeling of fear, a feeling of anger, a feeling of sadness, a feeling of loss- that is a messenger knocking on your door saying ‘Hey, I’m bringing your attention to the fact that you are flowing your energy through a belief system that’s out of alignment with your true self’. Find out what it is and then you can say ‘Thank you, feeling, for being my friend and bringing my attention to a belief I didn’t know was there.’- because you see, any time you flow your energy through a belief system that’s out of alignment with your true self-that’s how you feel it in what you call a “negative way”. When you flow the same energy through beliefs that are IN alignment with your true vibration, you feel It in a ‘positive way’.
written by Bashar (via vijara)

(Source: vijara, via vijara)

Oh my god my friend is about to be a dad!!! I’m so excited

We did not come to remain whole.
We came to lose our leaves like the trees,
The trees that are broken
And start again, drawing up on great roots;
written by Robert Bly, from “A Home in Dark Grass”  (via vijara)

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