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Keukenhof Castle, South Holland
Feeling at peace with change and with the current state of affairs is not always easy, but any effort taken to bring some acceptance, as small as it is, can make a huge difference to our inner wellbeing.
Tanaaz, the creator of Forever Conscious
Right now.
and 9 million more after that. i pray i find you in every lifetime. i will never stop looking for you.
We’re so obsessed with “the best version of ourselves” this version doesn’t exist. There is no final form where we are so sure that we are the best we will ever be. Humans by nature experience highs and lows that fluctuate, social media helps in our skewed perception of life, we see so many people at their best all the time that we begin to envy them and self-doubt.
Don’t invest in your final form, invest in your now. Each moment being present and continuous, enjoying or living through each experience as it happens and just trying your best. Find ways to enjoy being the you, you are now. If you don’t you’ll never find yourself enjoying life, you’ll always be saying “one day”.
Dirty thunderstorm
A dirty thunderstorm (also volcanic lightning, thunder volcano) is a weather phenomenon that is related to the production of lightning in a volcanic plume.
A study in the journal Science indicated that electrical charges are generated when rock fragments, ash, and ice particles in a volcanic plume collide and produce static charges, just as ice particles collide in regular thunderstorms.
Volcanic eruptions are sometimes accompanied by flashes of lightning. However, this lightning doesn’t descend from storm clouds in the sky. It is generated within the ash cloud spewing from the volcano, in a process called charge separation.
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Sometimes you will have to be tough in life, so that no one steps on you or walks over you.
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En algunas ocasiones deberás ser duro en la vida, para que nadie te pise o pase por arriba.
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Your only responsibility is to become all that you are meant to become.
Jeff Brown (via sevenseptember)
one of my biggest flexes is that i’m on a continuous healing journey and nobody can take that away from me
with all the connections i’ve made, how is it that i feel most connected when i am alone, staring at the moon?
first.
hi i’m sarah & i am 34 years old & i’m not quite sure what the fuck i am doing but i have always wanted to start a blog & i am sick of wanting to do things but not doing them because i’m not ready/have no idea what i’m doing/it’s too late/no one cares/no one will see it. i have a story worth telling, even if no one hears it; especially if no one hears it. i love to write. i love to take pictures. i love editing. i love coffee but not after noon (bc anxiety lol). i love the sunshine and each + every phase of then moon. i’m trying to teach myself about astrology as studying my birth chart makes me feel sane. it’s mind-blowing and so, so comforting. i love being outdoors, most often, alone. i was an extrovert for most of my 20′s but now i love being alone. i studied psychology in university and loved it. and i kicked fucking ass. i immersed myself in it because it was the first time i recognised my issues didn’t mean i was broken, it meant i was just different. and that i could possibly heal. i’ve lived + worked in 6 different countries since i graduated. i’ve visited an additional 15, not to brag, but to remind myself i want to visit so many more. i’ve moved 17 times & hate it every time. i never want to buy another toaster or blender again. i suck at endings. i’ve struggled with depression, anxiety, eating disorders, abusive relationships, addiction, sexual assault, suicidal thoughts, and an absolutely chaotic home life. i have an atrocious memory & have zero recollection of large chunks of my existence. i dream of being a healer; to use my story and my own healing as a way to help others. i want to integrate yoga, astrology, psychology, and nutrition into a program that can allow those who so choose to dig deep, and to understand themselves from a multi-faceted type of approach. this is a major pipe dream - i have to first heal myself. but typing all of this and eventually hitting “post” will be the first step in speaking this all into the world, of relieving me & my journals of this weight i carry, in hopes that deeper healing can come from taking the first step of doing something i’ve always wanted to do. it is so strange to me, that i have been the bravest woman in so many situations & decisions i’ve made, yet i still have so much fear of putting myself out there into the world. so, here goes nothing. or rather, maybe here goes everything.