clementine.

health & wellness accessibility educator. advocate for inclusivity in the health & wellness world. lover of greens, pilates, and self-help books. podcast on Mondays via Apple or Spotify.

[catharinethegreat]

[glowithin-deactivated20220219]

[goddessgirlthings]

Sunday rituals

[replanting]

saturday morning

[felinepurrrstory]

Maria Concejo Iwankowicz

[voirlvmer]

“But what if all suffering is in fact for nothing— / no particular wisdom after, blooming flower-like, / blood in the water?”

— Carl Phillips, from “From a Land Called Near-is-Far”

[julienbakerfavormp3-deactivated]

Grief is a cruel kind of education. You learn how ungentle mourning can be, how full of anger. You learn how glib condolences can feel. You learn how much grief is about language, the failure of language and the grasping for language. Why are my sides so sore and achy? It’s from crying, I’m told. I did not know that we cry with our muscles. The pain is not surprising, but its physicality is: my tongue unbearably bitter, as though I ate a loathed meal and forgot to clean my teeth; on my chest, a heavy, awful weight; and inside my body, a sensation of eternal dissolving. My heart – my actual physical heart, nothing figurative here – is running away from me, has become its own separate thing, beating too fast, its rhythms at odds with mine. This is an affliction not merely of the spirit but of the body, of aches and lagging strength. Flesh, muscles, organs are all compromised. No physical position is comfortable. For weeks, my stomach is in turmoil, tense and tight with foreboding, the ever-present certainty that somebody else will die, that more will be lost.

Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, Notes on Grief

[anancientheart]

how do u do self work?

paying attention to your actions and how they’re connected to your emotions. what deeper emotions are you feeling beyond anger, confusion, shame. reflect don’t project. journal, go to therapy, learn from different sources, meditate, spend time outside being active. give yourself patience and kindness when discovering things about yourself and your life. set boundaries. allow yourself to grieve what is lost.

[hehezee]

[thegirlinyourmemories]

@lolaarchive on twitter

[spitblossoms]

[kaliforniaface]

[riibrego]

sweet citrus

[existential-celestial]

Muriel Rukeyser, from “Elegy in Joy,” in Birds, Beasts, and Seas (New Directions, 2011).

[glowithin-deactivated20220219]

I am manifesting a tremendous amount of abundance, and prosperity in all forms. I am manifesting the most extraordinary life. I am divinely guided and protected. The Universe gifts me every day with all my wishes, and prayers. I am filled with confidence, and my aura is glowing. I am aligned with my highest self. And my vibrations continue to rise. I am radiating love, and gratitude. I am divine. I am a luxury. I am successful. 🥂🤍

[frachella]

[cornygirlfriend]

look how pretty my plants are 🌱🌞