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it's 'missing being in the lighthouse during a storm' hours
Yokoyama Seiki (1792-1864)
Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Abiah Root (August 1851)
[Drawing of a mouse holding a pillow in one hand and a sword in another with a caption that says “I’m going through a lot, but I’m going through it. I’m facing it. I’m handling it. I’m being my own hero even though I’m a very scared very tired hero. And I’m going to be fine.”]
[Drawing of two trees with a caption that says “I’m really tired. I couldn’t believe how tired I was then I got even more tired, but it’s okay to get tired. I’ll manage and be fine. It won’t be as hard as it seems when I’m overwhelmed. It will be okay.”]
(milosz-longing)
Environmentober 2021 (1-10) by Andrey Maximov
(via (37) Pinterest)
More Trees from Cape Perpetua
Studio Ghibli + Holding Hands
what words lie dormant on your tongue, dear child?
you say you have forgotten how to be powerful - that you only know servitude; you claim there is no room left in your soul for strength.
you have never been more wrong.
do not cower in fear of the multitudes of your own mind.
you are not quiet.
you are not submissive.
you are a goddess and you have never needed a crown to prove it. they may think you docile but they have no idea the ambush they tread towards.
look around you, sweet one. they might have once been victorious and known the taste of power but it is their broken bodies that lay strewn around you, not yours.
they challenged rage incarnated but they lost.
— leave the wreckage of their sins as a warning sign to all who wish you ill as you dance in the flames of who you were meant to be.
Velimir Khlebnikov, Collected Works, Vol. 3: Selected Poems, tr. by Paul Schmidt
never climb stairs you find in the woods.