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sonjabarbaric:

Thierry Mugler’s Paris Apartment

'I don't want real possession. What I need and what I wanted in this apartment was its space - and to keep it as empty as possible.'



rustshroud:

Everywhere has a sunset.

rustshroud:

Everywhere has a sunset.



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middleeasternpoetry:



Wash the dust from your soul and heart with wisdom’s water; awaken, lest your two eyes be left gazing at this dusty place in remorse. - Rumi

middleeasternpoetry:

Wash the dust from your soul and heart with wisdom’s water; awaken, lest your two eyes be left gazing at this dusty place in remorse. - Rumi




Ghibli + Rivers and Streams



Magic is natural. It is a harmonious movement of energies to create a needed change. If you wish to practice magic,
all thoughts of it being paranormal or supernatural must be forgotten.

Scott Cunningham  (via natural-magics)

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washingtonpost:

An isolated tribe in the Amazon.










July 25, 2014

How grateful am I for these flourishing grounds? I am glowing and gushing with reverence and rapture for this land which is so astute in it’s cycles. In it’s bursts and bareness. It understands how to empty so it can refill. Because the joy in filling is far greater than in being full.

As in the way I’ll walk around for days, drops in the bucket one by one. Till I’m full and it’s done, and the words spill from my hand like a stalk gone to seed.

As in the way of this journey; in meandering far from the wickedness of winter only to discover we can be bare in so many ways, and fullness isn’t measured by a scorching sky but by how deeply we can empty to open for that fill.

I walked out on a dream. Crossed the world in half a day, and arrived with sea in my hair and sun glow on my skin. With each moment my bones grew bare, and I bartered away my light to see the cold earth crack open with flowers.

Because I knew I would get it back.