A drop of you... by B7

Mauritanian Heart, African Soul, Fulani Ways... lost in translation somewhere between homeland and way abroad. I am always looking for the brighter side of the Light, working everyday on clearing my reflection*. Sometimes I forget to look inside and remember that I'm just a Soul, that I'm on a Journey, that the goal is the journey itself and that being right here, right Now is enough. This blog is like stepping stones allowing me to share the beauty I see in Life. It comes often in the form of Light, the kind that reveals the radiating Darkness... B7

[nayyirahwaheed-deactivated20180]

poem. from salt. by nayyirah waheed. published. 2013.

[waywardcanary]

“It is dreadful when something weighs on your mind, not to have a soul to unburden yourself to. You know what I mean. I tell my piano the things I used to tell you.” — Frederic Chopin

(via waywardcanary)

[b7even]

trebene_scarves

[b7even]

[b7even]

Yemaya, Goddess of the Sea, With utmost respect, I bow before Thee. Admiring thy power, thy energy, I wish upon thy sacred,healing waters, to one day, be set free.

Yemaya

[morgana0anagrom]

here guys, finished painting Yrene 

hope you guys will like it ^^ 

character by @sjmaas

[theframelines]

eyebow raised … by StefanRadi

[stumbleimg]

Dramatic Stokness

[itswilliamss-blog]

[theframelines]

B&W0144 by pixfineart

[riverwindphotography]

[lsleofskye]

South Africa | deancothill

[dispels]

[panesthetic]

Summer’s Realm “He was heat and gold, blinding sunlight and flawless cerulean skies. His steps brought the warmth of the day, radiating blissful happiness with each passing. He was one thing and many, a constant friend to some and a beaming, blistering fire to others. Light was shed with ease, while elegant shifts of lithe fingers cast bewitching shadows on the sun-baked earth. Days lengthened, the ground warmed, and above all his smile welcomed any who sought the sun. Summer is his realm, that season of passion and sweat. With a crown of golden rays he reigns supreme, king of his eternal summertime.”         - Panesthetic

[loubnameron-deactivated20240914]

[b7even]

Because we are always in between, trying to find balance. Somewhere in acceptance of both, strength in both, vision of both. The perfect in-out-sight.

B7even

[lagunavibe]

Dreaming of things yet to come