Cypress Stone

I recognize what resonates with me and am using that to find my way. Pagan. Witchcraft. Solitary. Southern. Open mind, open heart.

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Good afternoon! Here’s my day’s #todolist. Recently, I’ve been trying so hard to keep in mind that the way people behave has less to do with me than with themselves; that the way people treat others is a projection of what’s going with them, internally. I’m in school three days a week, for ten hours a day, in one classroom with about 25 other women… 

I keep myself pretty busy, but I’m friendly, outgoing and helpful by nature and I put myself out there, not to bring anyone down, but to uplift and assist where I can. I have my flaws and I know I’m not everyone’s cup of tea, but I mean well, and whether or not everyone likes me is no concern of mine. I just am who I am, come what may, because I believe I’m a good person. In this sort of setting, misunderstandings and tension are unavoidable at times and something happened yesterday that really hurt my feelings and betrayed my trust. I’m going to think on it today and decide on the best course of action. 

Obviously, talking to the person directly is my go-to, but this person left early so I came home yesterday with zero closure. I don’t believe in accusations, but I do want to be direct. Sometimes this goes over really well; people are open to discussing the problem and a solution inevitably arises. Other times, walls and defenses are put up, lies told and responsibility avoided, making it impossible to move forward with someone. I’m not sure which way this will go, but I’ll have to find out. I’ll probably also take some pretty pictures of things, because that relaxes me. 😅📷

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WHOOPS, I forgot to Tumbl this morning. Where’s the to-do list I made for the day!

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How to color eggs with onion shells.

This must be the most beautiful DIY tutorial I have ever seen. And it so happens to be in style of this weekend. Found on Ulicam, a very nice blog by Ulrika Kestere, photographer and illustrator. For the whole tutorial and lot’s of inspiration, click here.

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Hey, y’all! This is actually just a basic gardening tip, but I wanted to share it on account of all the egg-boiling going on today! 

📷 is mine 

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The beginning of my Ostara celebration! 

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Ostara (or Eostar) is the first day of Spring and a celebration of growth, rebirth, recoveries and new beginnings! Ostara symbolizes the young maiden of the Goddess’ three forms and is, through Spring, nature’s reminder that after death comes rebirth. The egg symbolizes fertility and life and is, from what I understand, where the “Easter egg” tradition originated! These are some of the ways in which I will be celebrating today and I would LOVE to hear how you celebrate this day! I’m still very new so please feel free to correct my facts and offer tips if you feel inclined to! Blessed be!

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“The woods are lovely, dark and deep, but I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.” -Robert Frost

The forest is everything I need more of in my life and I’m beyond thrilled that Spring is upon us! 

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Good afternoon! Today on my #todolist, I have SIMPLIFY. Trust me, this one item alone is more than enough.

I intend to go through each room and integrate my craft into my home for convenient working and improved focus.

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Good morning! Writing down my goals, small and large, for each day has always helped me focus and achieve more than I would, otherwise. . Everyone has their way, but this is mine and I thought I would share. ♥ . What helps you?

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"This is for the women who don’t give a fuck. The women who are first to get naked, howl at the moon and jump into the sea. The women who drink too much whiskey, stay up too late and have sex like they mean it. The women who know they aren’t sluts because they enjoy sex, but human beings with a healthy sexual appetite. The women who will ask you for what they need in bed. This is for the women who seek relentless joy; the ones who know how to laugh with their whole souls. The women who speak to strangers because they have no fear in their hearts. The ones who wear “night make up” in the morning or don’t own mascara. The women who know their worth, who plant their feet and roar in their brilliance. The women who aren’t afraid to tell a man to get the fuck out of her heart if he doesn’t honour her heart. This is for the women who rock combat boots with frilly skirts. The women who swear like truck drivers. The women who hold the people who harass or wrong them with fierce accountability. The women who flip gender norms and false limitations the bird and live to run successful companies giving “the man” a run for his name. The ones who don’t find their success a compliment just because they have a vagina. Women like Gloria Steinem who, when she was told, “We want a writer, not a woman. Go home,” kept writing anyway. This is for the women who drink coffee at midnight and wine in the morning, and dare you to question it. For the women who open doors for men and are confident enough to have doors opened for them. Who use “no” to be in service for themselves. Who don’t give a damn about pleasing the world, and do sweetly as they wish. For the superheroes—the single moms who work three jobs to make it. I salute your resilient, cape-flapping, ambitious selves. This is for the women who throw down what they love, and don’t waste time following society’s pressures to exist behind a white picket fence. The women who create wildly, unbalanced, ferociously and in a blur at times.

The women who know how to be busy and know how to plant their feet in the earth and get grounded. These are the women I want around.”

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“You’re so hard on yourself. Take a moment. Sit back. Marvel at your life: at the grief that softened you at the heartache that wisened you at the suffereing that strengthened you Despite everything, you still grow. Be proud Of this." . . Photo by Ben Hutchinson.

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Nothing has ever felt quite right. Finding something that is based so strongly on what I believe in my bones and in my soul, with the very fibers of my existance, seems too good to be true, but accepting the possibility that this is right is more than I've done for any religion in the past. Accepting this possibility is the first tiny baby step in my journy, but has been that hardest one to take. That being said, I'm looking forward to exploring, learning, growing and improving every day. I wholeheartedly welcome all support and kindness, direction, advice and guidance. Thank you! ♥