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I'm a Gemini (both sun and moon in Gemini), bi, artsy and practice Wiccan(neopagan, green witchcraft) - I have a soft spot for aromatherapy and natural remedies. No negativity here (but it's understood)🌻 Don't ask about my view on the world, I'd much rather live in a treehouse with the fairies 🌈🌳

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Got the kitten fixed. She was messing with her stitches so I snagged a baby shirt. She's also super high on the vet meds. Such a brave little gal

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How my cat keeps me in her line of sight as she lounges on my computer chair....

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Mana and Health pots. 

~skittles vodka

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One of my favorite pictures of this little booger

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Sleepy kitty with her ducky

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Ripley when I first brought her home, toe stretching and paw cleaning.

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Jellyfish blown glass that my boyfriend got me for the holidays, oh boy does he know the way to my heart! It's fantastic!

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Shallow creeks intricately twine between deep seeded roots who've been drinking the earth for centuries. Nurtured by its own hand, water twists through the forest like veins. Bringing life and cascading a canopy overhead. Time turns with the sun. The sun has been sheltered away, tucked inside her pocket. The earth mourns the loss of warmth while embracing the frost to come. The wind curls inside of her, tearing and churning the soil down to her core. An umbrella has been broken, rain pours through the cracks and drowns her veins. Existence not lost, her being flows with the debris into the hole buried in her heart. Entering into a new light, embraced by sunshine and raindrops scattering from underneath her. A field decorated with absence stretches far beyond her eyes. Crisp air feeds on her skin as she relieves the despair of the broken earth in which she came. Diving into the soil she spills into an infinite amount of dancing rivers. Pouring through the rocks while giving new life to the barren land. She grows into a delicate forest this time, not as mighty as her last. The turmoil of her mistakes has taught her many things. She breaths through the earth and drinks from the sky, but this time, she is nurtured by the sun. Soaking in its strength and filling her bones with courage. She stays delicate and breakable while this environment protects her, swaddled in its assurance, she is comforted. Vibrant and thriving she keeps her canopy scarce and the floor fertile. Roots secure indefinitely as she has settled on a resting place. The final location where each tree will birth and wilt, and their leaves fall to nurture the next. Abandoning desires to conquer the next desolated area. As she accumulates in peace, water droplets collect on her surfaces in harmony. Never before has her forest known such peace, she has fallen in love with the silence.

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It's always raining when I close my eyes. It's loud and windy and cold inside my head. Damp leaves blow past my face as the colour in the sky bleeds into the earth. I think that's why I always watch the rain when my eyes are open, it reminds me of my safe pace.

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Still not finished, but the process so far :)