The Hollow

Aching for something more.

[da-da-sk]

[factly]

[thunder]

via weheartit

[tangled-envisioning]

[untrustyou]

[apoetreflects]

Listen, I don’t think we’re going to rise in gauze and halos. Maybe as grass, and slowly. Maybe as the long-leaved, beautiful grass …

Mary Oliver, from section 8 of “Gravel,” in The Leaf and the Cloud: A Poem (Da Capo Press, 2000)

[visvya]

[reputing-deactivated20231019]

[barbarappa]

[untrustyou]

[theclassicsreader]

For I am soft and made of melting snow;

Queen Elizabeth I, from “On Monsieur’s Departure” (via theclassicsreader)

[justhewayimfeeling]

[amargedom]

Happiness is not the absence of problems, it’s the ability to deal with them.

Steve Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free (via amargedom)

[nattrozanska-blog]

[des-ire]

text reads: this doesn’t compare to the feel of your skin

Whoa

always loved this

I’m in love with this

[unreactive]

[purplebuddhaproject]

[soulhunting]