Ask me anything   I write and take photographs; I'm on an adventure with fairies and words, mermaids and talking trees. The secret is you are too. Most of what you see here are scraps of an existence that is all too much mine. I recently looked through all my posts and I realize I am hung up on lost love and the ocean. As our stories intertwine, I hope we can appreciate living together in a sacred circle,,,
Warm regards,

Poem by Katelynn Omi Monson (Rosie Trinket)

Composed by The Glacier Academy 

— 3 months ago with 1 note
#john berryman  #sophroania two  #poetry  #spoken word  #spilled ink  #voice  #mental health  #the glacier academy  #we all survive differently 


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— 6 months ago with 256 notes
"Winter Solstice gives us permission to rest and gather our dreams."
Maureen Murdock
— 9 months ago with 3 notes
#The Heroine's Journey  #Feminism  #wicca  #women  #cycles  #lessons  #earth  #healing  #inspiration 
"you can have my heart, my soul, my body if you can promise not to go away."
— 9 months ago with 5 notes
For reference. Cutest man alive (the dog). 

For reference. Cutest man alive (the dog). 

— 9 months ago
#dog  #friend  #bff  #muse 
"The so-called ‘psychotically depressed’ person who tries to kill herself doesn’t do so out of quote ‘hopelessness’ or any abstract conviction that life’s assets and debits do not square. And surely not because death seems suddenly appealing. The person in whom Its invisible agony reaches a certain unendurable level will kill herself the same way a trapped person will eventually jump from the window of a burning high-rise. Make no mistake about people who leap from burning windows. Their terror of falling from a great height is still just as great as it would be for you or me standing speculatively at the same window just checking out the view; i.e. the fear of falling remains a constant. The variable here is the other terror, the fire’s flames: when the flames get close enough, falling to death becomes the slightly less terrible of two terrors. It’s not desiring the fall; it’s terror of the flames. And yet nobody down on the sidewalk, looking up and yelling ‘Don’t!’ and ‘Hang on!’, can understand the jump. Not really. You’d have to have personally been trapped and felt flames to really understand a terror way beyond falling."
David Foster Wallace 
— 9 months ago with 11 notes
painting again.

painting again.

— 9 months ago
"She read books quickly and compulsively, paperback after paperback, as if she might drift away without the anchor of the printed page."
Jane Hamilton (via incandence)

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— 9 months ago with 9011 notes
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— 10 months ago with 2 notes
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