“A swarm leaves the bee tree.” Among the forest people. 1898.
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“A swarm leaves the bee tree.” Among the forest people. 1898.
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Come out of hiding (2020)
Quote by Irisa Yardenah.
a reminder that when things fall apart into pieces, the pieces also fall into place. same parts new wholes ... we just recognise one before the other!
Marya Hornbacher, Waiting
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....
“You, who opened suns in my heart,”
— Alfonsina Storni, tr. by David Masse, from Mask & Clover: Poems; “The Siren,
Happy Valentine’s Day 2014!
Love, Phoebe
the scariest, most liberating thing is that it’s all up to you!
Gabriela Mistral, tr. by Langston Hughes, from Selected Poems; “Little White Garments,”
love is not just a soft place but also the place where you have to look at yourself and ask, “can I be better? can I be kinder? can I give more? can I listen more? can I grow? can I support?”
- @wethinkwedream
Untitled (Layers of stuff building over time) 2014 David SHRIGLEY
from the inhabit manifesto