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if i look back, i am lost
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
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we're not kids anymore.

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Martin Buxbaum
Joanna Klink, from “Night Sky”, The Nightfields
𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝟸𝟼, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹
bring back tumblr ask culture let me. bother you with questions and statements
reblog to let people know it's ok to bother you with questions and statements
⋆˙𓍊₊ ⊹˚ 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 ˚⊹ ₊𓍊˙⋆
In a cosmic perspective, most human concerns seem insignificant, even petty.
l quote: Carl Sagan l photo: ESO_chile
to rewild your witchcraft
walk barefoot on stones in shallow streams.
talk to the wind and let it carry away your regrets.
forage for wildflowers to place on your altar, press in thrifted books, or give to loved ones —be careful when identifying
watch sunrises and sunsets. wake up before the sun. bare witness to the painted sky.
spend hours in the woods among the wild. take long long walks or sit still and watch the world.
talk to plants and listen to them. make friends.
get field guides to trees, plants, birds, etc. that are native to your area. learn which are which. bookmark pages that you recognize or want to find.
sing back to the robins. caw back to the crows.
journal by firelight and feel the flame burn your worries away.
gather snow and bring a bowl inside. talk to it and tell it your worries. your fears. let it melt, transmuting your stress and worries into healing nourishment. bring it outside and water the soil. see how things can be changed.
dance. run. move your body to sweat, if this is something you can do
collect stones from the river and try to find the best ones. keep them in your pocket. hold onto them to remember that you’re an animal.
go to a lake and float. feel the water carry you. lifting you from your stress. bring a vial and collect some for spellwork.
make a necklace out of an acorn and thread.
stand in the rain. dance in it. lay down in the grass and let it pour. let it wash fears away, transform doubt to hope. start anew.
𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘
You can feel the presence of the gods everywhere.
They are in the rays of the morning sun.
They are in the sound of rain outside the window.
They are in the movement of the dance.
The gods are with you when you are happy. They are with you when you are grief. The gods hold your hand when you have a panic attack, and they visit you in your dreams.
And even if no one is around, remember: they are there.
“I kneel into a dream where I am good & loved. I am good. I am loved.”
—Natalie Wee
Nazis will never be welcome in paganism. They have no space in our communities, we will have a zero tolerance policy when it comes to nazis. You have no right to the cultures, gods and religions you hijack to spread your disgusting ideologies. You will find no refuge or comraderie amongst pagans.
Reblog to let nazis know they’re not welcome here.
still riding the high of one of my pictures getting this many notes lmao
summer longing