[nileechild]

“…but the truth is I am terribly weak. And I crave the balm of beautiful and soft things.”

— Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Linotte: The Early Diary Of Anaïs Nin (1914-1920)

[aumonique]

[sacred-portal]

[sacred-portal]

[thefugitivesaint]

George Wolfe Plank (1883-1965), ''Vogue'', Nov. 15, 1917

[jareckiworld]

Chiba Kazumasa — Paradise (inspired by Dante's "Divine Comedy") [watercolor paper, acrylic and pastel, on panel, 2018]

[theegoist]

Yayoi Kusama (Japanese, b. 1929) - Secret Hiding Place of the Bones, gouache, pastel and ink on paper, 37.5 x 29.8 cm (1954)

[sacred-portal]

[nemfrog]

A horse tells ghost stories to another horse. The Animal story book. 1896.

Internet Archive

[sacred-portal]

[nanpasen]

[sacred-portal]

[enchantedbook]

'Thumbelina' by Boris Diodorov

[enchantedbook]

Illustration by Lodygin Sergei Pavlovich, (1893 - 1961)

[eternalhappinesssss]

swimming through the moments with my head just above the water. running out of strength to keep my head above. so I’ll take a break and sink for just a bit. feel the weight of it all and the weight of nothing all at once. remember that I have to come back up. take a breath. kick my legs. look up. Remember the sun and the warmth it brings. These are only moments and it’s okay to sink sometimes.

Love and growth and motherhood and being alive is hard, exhausting, a blessing. All wrapped up in the word existence.

Laying here and feeling my chest pound with my baby boy laying on my arm, listening to his breath. In and out in and out. The sweetest human in the world. The biggest gift to be his mother. That he chose me. We chose each other. Our souls decided to come together and sign the contract of this lifetime. I’ll always come back up for air for him. Always. Never will the sinking get too low I can’t find my way back up. He’s the reason to breathe and blow bubbles and laugh and try my hardest to smile and laugh even when my heart feels like it’s cracking and withering. When I look at him I’m reminded of love. Of life force. Of true joy. True strength. Happiness. The world in his eyes.

[santoschristos]

No LSD Required: The Electric Landscapes of Sharon Ellis

[myvintageanime]