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Things you'll experience in April:
renewed sense of faith
trust in the divine
persistence in your dreams
the will to keep going
support from your guides
beautiful new connections
love from unexpected places
money from unexpected sources
ease on your journey
inner peace and stillness
fun like you've never experienced before
your prayers being answered
a wiser and smarter version of yourself
forgiveness toward self and others
knowing that you're enough
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Party of two.
2025
REMAIN BRAVE.
skate flat stones across the river.
make my home a sanctuary, a shelter, a welcome resting place.
learn the first names and favorite foods of neighbors.
keep the windows open as long as warmth allows.
ask myself: will it make a good memory?
earlier mornings, longer walks.
remember I am not without my own seasons.
write recipes on paper. print photos out for framing. seek the tangible, the homemade.
speak out about harm when I see it done. leave room for learning, but never complacency.
one long summer drive to myself. an overnight somewhere new if possible.
let the candles burn through winter.
joy is not made to be a crumb, but a feast. arrive fork and knife in hand.
BE HOPEFUL, BUT ALSO IN ACTION.
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January will be full of love
January will be full of peace
January will be full of healing
January will be full of self care
January will be full of blessings
January will be full of happiness
January will be full of positive energy
January will be full of great outcomes
January will be full of new experiences
January will be full of financial stability
January will be full of good mental health
January will be full of good physical health
Winter is a paradox – the coziness of the hearthside, with its sheltering warmth, contrasting with the stinging glossy surface of night-black windows reflecting your own face back at you. The bitter chill of a frozen morning, all the more unpleasant compared to the delicious cocoon of the blanket-heavy bed you’ve just left. The monochromaticity of ice and snow throws into sharp relief the vibrant colors of crimson holly berries, glittering lights, haunting Aurora Borealis apparitions, and sunsets that paint the blank canvases of snowscapes with a brilliant palette. But the most jarring, the most clearly cut dichotomy is, simply, the mood. On the one hand, nothing is more welcoming, more inviting and enticing, than a holiday home – the scents and flavors, the traditions and camaraderie, the music, the lights, the memories…and yet. There is a bizarre, eerie fact that Winter brings out the ghosts. The snow muffles, and deadens. It quiets the field, and the forest, and the city. Just enough for us to hear the whispers. To fuel the prickles on our backs. To feel as if we are once again on the presence of voices from the world that was.
~ Aug. 18th, 2016
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This is how my insides look like
everything is about reaching the ending except for the ending which is about wanting to go back to the start
marlena by julie buntin
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everything is about reaching the ending except for the ending which is about wanting to go back to the start
ugh why must I be always so repulsed by my own vulnerability but I find it very moving and impressive if other people are vulnerable with me????
Brené Brown, Daring Greatly
The child came on stage and she was struggling to hold her fidgety son while she continued her performance. The wording on this post and its caption is very manipulative:
There was a time when appeals to emotional fallacies like “the beauty of motherhood” and guilt tripping worked on women to provide free labor, get no help or compensation, and take disrespect… that time is over:
So glad we're finally recognising men's incompetence for what it is. Stop glorifying sacrifices. We're our own person too.
Light-Up Chandelier Earrings // Diana Caldarescu on Etsy
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every time it rains i think of that raymond carver poem. poetry is like prayer to me methinks. or an incantation
this one btw
Men masturbate to shit that would be considered an actual fucking crime in literally any other context outside of porn and then act like that has no influence whatsoever on how they view and interact with women.
I love you all radfems
