[flowerais-deactivated20211031]

things to not dwell on:

people who treated you badly

things you can’t change

comparing yourself to others

things to think about more:

baby animals

people who love u unconditionally

good things in your life that make you happy

days and times to look forward to

[lionfloss]

(xx)

[lovelolla]

[mossy-woods]

how much space do fungi need to grow? mush room.

original art: @studio-thomas-walsh

[bunneis]

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[ariwtf-deactivated20230226]

"I seem to have misplaced a few parts of myself within my body. Some parts are stranger than the ones which are familiar. How do you remember all the things you used to be? Do they not feel like a distant person? Someone else's life?

The unpredictability of it all. Me as a person being incredibly ironic and full of life. Me as a shadow being so hollow and heartless. I don't know where I am most of the time. Time blankets me and covers my head. I lose my body beneath it's covers. It feeds me a lie and I gladly accept it. It tells me it will wait, I say that I won't.

But the most important part I seem to have lost is the one that grounded my feet and focused my eyes. I can't concentrate, my mind races through all these endless moments- all in a past or a future. I don't know what it is I have lost, I can't even begin to understand it and I'm afraid I'll never have the opportunity to gain it back."

Surety.

[quietpoetrycorner]

forests ii

forests supply the felled stumps with nutrients

feeding their friend when the tree is long gone

supporting the ones who can't fend for themselves.

forests are more than just groupings of trees,

practically something of its own.

i think that we people are sometimes like trees,

we thrive in a group amongst friends and our kin.

at our best we are forests ourselves,

forever watching and reaching up, skywards

kissing the sun

at our best, we adapt and support one another

helping them when they can't do it alone.

[theeunactive-fashionblog]

sun showers are so pretty!

[sae-midori]

I’m an artist who rocks. No, seriously! I rock. And tree. And water.

🌸✨

[vangoghcore]

Magic paths 

1 | 2 | 3 | 4

[mysteriousartcentury]

Edward Robert Hughes (1851-1914), The Princess Out of School, 1901, gouache and watercolour with some scratching out, 52 x 95.3 cm. National Gallery of Victoria

[riasaffire-deactivated20210228]

Excerpt from the Canterville ghost, by Oscar Wilde //Painting by Vincent Van Gogh.

[beckettatticus]

a chance encounter

[jupiter-suggestion]

time passes too quickly. you lay down in the forest. "just five minutes," you say to the trees. "five minutes to be alone. then i can get up and go on living." you close your eyes. when you open them again the saplings around you have grown massive, and your hair has turned to moss. "you were gone too long," the trees whisper. "they've forgotten all about you."

[alienscty]

‘’ A dryad (/ˈdraɪ. æd/; Greek: Δρυάδες, sing.: Δρυάς) is a tree nymph or tree spirit in Greek mythology. Drys signifies “oak” in Greek, and dryads are specifically the nymphs of oak trees, but the term has come to be used for tree nymphs in general, or human-tree hybrids in fantasy. ‘’

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[chewbacca]

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[sugar-cafe]

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