Balance and Composure

Wandering until I find my wonder

[iambrillyant]

“there is nothing more powerful than realizing that your wholeness is not defined by anything but you. people may add onto the beautiful pieces that already exist within you, but nothing they do could ever complete you. the keys to your acceptance have always belonged to you.”

— iambrillyant

[all-these-many-forms-deux]

[demiiwhiffin]

2022 summary

[demiiwhiffin]

where ! is ! the ! middle ! ground !

[trotskri]

I believe you forgot about the third option: both

[firstfullmoon]

Alex Dimitrov, from “Living in Time” [ID in ALT]

[imforthebirds]

“As time goes by, especially in the last few years, I’ve lost the knack of being a person. I no longer know how one is supposed to be. And an entirely new kind of ‘solitude of not belonging’ has started invading me like ivy on a wall.”

— Clarice Lispector II Why This World: A Biography of Clarice Lispector (via violentwavesofemotion)

[imforthebirds]

“i feel i don’t always know myself. i find my mouth saying words my heart doesn’t speak. i find myself doing things i can’t explain when i rethink them. i find myself making these major permanent decisions and thinking: oh god, what if the person making this choice isn’t who i am? what if i hate it in a week? am i me today? am i me?”

— r.i.d (via inkskinned)

[imforthebirds]

“I wish I knew what to do with my life, what to do with my heart…I do nothing all day, boredom settles in, I look at the sky so I get to feel even smaller than I already feel and my mind keeps poisoning itself uselessly.”

— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via wordsnquotes)

[unheavenlybody]

https://instagram.com/veryyyyyshka?igshid=1ilvcqbzdowkr

[rawjoy]

u know what makes me cry..... that one van gogh quote about life changing for the better..... “many people seem to think it foolish, even superstitious, to believe that the world could still change for the better. and it is true that in winter it is sometimes so bitingly cold that one is tempted to say, ‘what do i care if there is a summer; its warmth is no help to me now.’ yes, evil often seems to surpass good. but then, in spite of us, and without our permission, there comes at last an end to the bitter frosts. one morning the wind turns, and there is a thaw. and so i must still have hope.” yeah..... Crying....

[keroiam]

How To: Spring Garden Mantelpiece

[wanderingwoundedhealer]

“All this summer I was as nervous as a cat,–starting, dreaming, brooding,–now I’m all vigorous and sturdy again, and ravenous for life once more. My dearest, I do love you. I do bless you for all you’ve been to me. This is not a joke, but a very sober truth.”

— Vita Sackville-West, from a letter to Virginia Woolf c. October 1928 (via violentwavesofemotion)

[transparebcy]

kate greenaway • transparent

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“What am I doing? I’m still wandering through the streets, looking, sitting by the sea, enjoying the sunshine. I am entirely alone. I don’t know anyone, no one knows me, and for me that is a great pleasure.”

— Nikos Kazantzakis, from a letter to Galatea Kazantzaki wr. c. January 1924

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Yoshino Hiroshi, from “Sunset Glow,” featured in “The Penguin Book of Japanese Verse,”

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“My love is for the ocean. My love is fixed entirely on the sea.”

— Attar of Nishapur, from “The Conference of the Birds,” or. publ. c. 1177

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“Be serene. Take care of your body. Love human beings, be merciful toward them, tolerate them. Do not forget our words, walks, the pine trees, mountains, and stars that, despairing and blissful, we saw together.”

— Nikos Kazantzakis, from a letter to Eleni Samiou written c. July 1924