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MAP OF HEART : self-love.
a walkthrough behind the lyrics of self loving.
my #WordsByBangtan monthly event entry.
the shape of heart: self love isn’t linear. we first go downwards into the pit of ourselves, going through thoughts and hatred, taking wrong paths to realize which one we are to deserve, an epiphany that shapes us to love and accept ourselves; until the arrival, the answer.
the first stage of our heart shape is the first bending downwards to observe the depths of ourselves, the reflection namjoon speaks about that can be caught by looking down on the Han River, whenever he gets absorbed in his own being. we meet who is the us to reach the loving of.
the second stage is the first trial of choosing a path that turns out to be wrong, the fake loving. in their words, we can recognize the act of looking back at that reflection, unable to recognize the own being as fake self love, is an erasure of self, neglecting to be perfect.
the stage is at the bottom of the pit of self discovering, turning point when the right path of self loving is taken. as jin sings, the mask of the “fake love” fell, we are the one we should love, with imperfections, perfections unnoticed to adapt to a surreal perfection.
the rising point is the true shape of love that shapes us into loving beings. as namjoon outlines, love that is true and love that comprehends the human, accepts the nature, approaching and embraces its sharpness to mild, gently rough them until turning into beings of love.
the last stage, we have reached our answer. loving ourselves means also to love when we weren't able to rightfully, when we got the wrong loving, when we have visited the wrong paths, not to conform to fake beauty but to find in our own being the reasons, the true self love.
the voyage is completed, the shape of heart has been rounded and has taken place. it might be repeating itself, it might be a constant cycle of rewriting the same path loving shaped.
if you're interested in reading the entire analysis, here is the link:
archiveofourown.org/works/29676483
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all the translations have been taken from doolsetbangtan.wordpress.com
When something bothered me, I didn't talk with anyone about it. I thought it over all by myself, came to a conclusion, and took action alone. Not that I really felt lonely. I thought that's just the way things are. Human beings, in the final analysis, have to survive on their own.
— Haruki Murakami
ANNE WITH AN E “The Summit of My Dreams”
Homage to Georges de la Tour (2020)
Nikos Kazantzakis, tr. by Richard Howard, from “The Rock Garden,”
**Reminder that "smudging" is part of a closed practice. Please call it smoke cleansing.
Ostara Resource Masterpost
A collection of categorized links for your Ostara needs! What is Ostara? [X] Ostara is celebrated on March 20th-22nd, and September 20th-22nd in the S. Hemisphere. Ostara is also called the Spring Equinox or Eostara.
The basics:
Things to celebrate the spring equinox!
Celebrate Ostara
Ostara tips!
Ostara ideas!
What can I do to celebrate Ostara?
Ways to celebrate and correspondences
Ostara crafts:
Offering stones
Witch eggs
DIY flower pressing
Butterfly feeder out of recycled objects
Painted rocks
Ostara recipes:
Ostara quiche
Ostara honey cake
Honey and milk cake
Ostara buns
Ostara sugar cookies
Dandelion honey
Ostara lavender lemonade
Ostara spells:
Spring glamour shower spell
Spring healing jar spell
Ostara spell for future goals
Springtime spell
Ostara tarot spreads:
Ostara spread (2 card)
Ostara tarot spread (5 card)
March spring flower spread (6 card)
Spring equinox spread (8 card)
Ostara/Easter spread (12 card)
Other:
Setting up your Ostara altar
Ostara psychic body scrub
Ostara masterpost (I know they look similar but I promise I just found this)
Ostara Masterpost💐✨
Stay Positive - Stay Powerful
✨💐Overview 💐✨
Wicca 101: Ostara
The Witch Talks: The Spring EquinoxOstara and The Spring Equinox
Ostara - 21st of March
Blessed Ostara
💐🥚What Can I Do To Celebrate Ostara?🥚💐
Setting Up Your Altar: Ostara
Laurel’s Easy Sabbat Planning Guide
🌸Happy Spring Equinox!!🌸
Celebrate Ostara!
Celebrate Ostara
🌻🌷 Spring Witchcraft 🌹💐
✨💐Food 💐✨
💐🍠Ostara Quiche🍠💐
Ostara Tea
Ostara Honey Cakes
Ostara Honey Cake
Ostara Lavender Lemonade
Ostara Sugar Cookies
Ostara Honey and Milk Cake Recipe
✨💐 Spells 💐✨
Spring Healing Jar Spell
🌿Spring Glamour Shower Spell🌻
🌵✨Springtime Spell✨🌵
spring spell
✨💐 Rituals 💐✨
A Springtime Ritual
🌸springtime renewal ritual
Lushcraft: Cleansing and Restoring Ostara Bath
✨💐Tarot 💐✨
Tarot Spell for Self-Empowerment
New Life Tarot Spread
Ostara Serpent Magic Tarot Spread
A Tarot spread to welcome Ostara!
✨💐Correspondences 💐✨
Ostara Plants
Ostara Foods
Ostara Flowers
Ostara Correspondences!
Fertility Correspondences 💕
✨💐Other 💐✨
Ostara Psychic Body Scrub
Ostara Oil
Ostara Oil II
Ostara Oil III
Ostara Oil IV
Spring Time Oil
Offering stones
💘L o v e w a t e r 💧
Quick Guide to Celebrating the Sabbats 🌻
Seasonal Herbs/Ingredients/Flower
Ostara Crafts: Lover’s Wand
💖🥚Ostara Tips!🥚💖
I will be updating this whenever I find anything new!
✨disclaimer // none of these belong to me! all credit goes to the creators! never listen to just one source, do you own research!
Adventure Time tarot cards now available as stickers from my new Etsy!
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At the mo I’m selling them in sets but if you just want a particular ½/watever then let me know u cool cats xxx
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“As Above, So Below” by Brock Springstead
I draw the summer sun into my soul And hold my power high today. As Solstice energy courses through my veins and connects To the ancients, my ancestors, And all who have gone before. I am divinely alive. I feel the warmth of My beloved sun as its rays Dance upon my skin on this, The longest day of the year.
Noche de fuego, de agua, una fiesta pagana.
Noche de brujas, mi noche. Noche de magia, mi esperanza.
Quema tus deseos. Quema los malos momentos y las energias negativas. Y salta la hoguera. Después, purifica tu alma y tu cuerpo en el mar.
Sumerjete y mira tu nuevo comienzo.
a down and dusky blonde / god help the girl
De ti lo habría amado todo: tu cabeza como luz de topacio en el hastío, el llanto, la caricia, la palabra brutal, la soga que amansara mis ímpetus cerriles y, sobre todo, el hijo. Ese mar que juntara la turbulencia de nuestras dos avideces. Ese mar donde irían haciéndose profundos de ternura los ojos. Pero ni tú ni yo vivimos el momento propicio para amarnos. De paso en paso, un abismo, en cada oreja, una espina, en cada latido, un monte de zozobra quebrantando el resuello. Y de qué sirve odiar, forzar, hacerse añicos dentro si todo es ir buscándonos, arropándonos para evadir el cierzo de la muerte que llega. Lucha por subsistir, por mirar nuestro polvo crecerse en otro polvo para encontrar de nuevo la oquedad amorosa que libre a los sentidos de la asfixia más pura de la muerte: la soledad. Pero hay quienes nacimos para morir en nuestro propio cuerpo. No hay puertas. No hay ventanas. Las ventanas incitan sin saciarnos. Las puertas nos liberan. Mas no hay puertas ni ventanas. Hay la fiebre en los ojos que va tras de la luz estremeciéndose. Hay la sangre a galope. El desvaído paso recorriendo las calles aturdidas de sinfonolas, magnavoces, estridencias de claxon. Y el viento barriendo hojuelas doradas de elote en el mes de junio. Y la fresca respiración de un cine donde ruedan botellas de cocacola y envolturas de Milky Way, y la arena caliente del aire sofocado. Y el amor, ¿dónde? Y los amantes, ¿dónde? Y tú, amor, viento, canto... ¿dónde?
Enriqueta Ochoa