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Let us pick flowers. Let us lightly Wet our hands In the calm rivers, So as to learn Some of their calmness.
🌿 Fernando Pessoa
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There is something haunting in the light of the moon.
-- Joseph Conrad
How beautifully Emily Dickinson wrote the line "Forever is composed of nows." In just a few simple words, she reminds us that eternity is not something distant or unreachable, but something created from the small moments we live every day.🌻
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Do you believe in manifestation? Have you ever tried it?
Yes, I do believe in manifestation. But honestly, I've never consciously practiced it in a very specific way. I do write affirmations sometimes, but then I let them go and focus more on my actions instead of obsessing over the outcome. I feel that when ur intentions are clear and your energy is genuine, life somehow starts aligning things naturally for you. For me, manifestation is more about energy, intentions, and quietly believing in what’s meant for you rather than trying to force it 🌻
One of Nietzsche's most liberating lessons: not everything deserves your permanence. "Where you cannot love, pass on by." A simple truth that changes how you hold on, let go, and move forward.
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my kind of weekends
slow mornings, workouts that energize me, quiet prayer, nourishing breakfasts, creating, learning, growing, and taking care of myself while building a life that feels peaceful, healthy, and fulfilling from within 🌻
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Like Rainer Maria Rilke said, the highest form of love is to be the protector of another person’s solitude.
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Make a home inside the things that set your soul on fire. These days are only passing through, they leave softly, and they never come back the same.🍀
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Today I learned that changing my hair colour is apparently public information.
Everywhere I went: “Your hair!” “The colour!” “Why?” “Nice!” “Very bold…”
At this point my hair has had more social interaction than I have.
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Albert Camus, from a letter to María Casares featured in Correspondance, 1944-1959
What’s the point of being alive if we don’t throw ourselves fully, intensely, even unreasonably into the things we care about?
//Monday 4th May//
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Some places don’t need to be loud to feel special. Just warm lights, quiet corners, a cup of herbal tea, and a little greenery can make everything feel softer.
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Today I found myself wondering about the quiet art of listening. Not hearing, not waiting for my turn to speak, but truly listening with patience, with softness, with presence. Am I capable of holding another person’s emotions without immediately placing my own thoughts over theirs? How often do I mistake advice for understanding, or words for comfort? There is a loneliness in not being heard, and perhaps an even greater loneliness in being answered without being understood. I want to learn how to sit with another person’s feelings without rushing to fix, explain, or compare. To simply be there. Perhaps that is where real connection begins.
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My dear,
Swim in the unknown where answers are unnecessary and questions no longer follow you. Forget where you are for a little while, release the need to be anywhere at all, and allow yourself to get beautifully lost. In that quiet surrender, beyond expectation and understanding, you may find your way back to the simple softness of your own smile. I love you 🤗🤗
With love, Me
//Sunday 3rd May//
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To live is to be endlessly seduced by the world. I fall in love daily with light, with thought, with longing, with the strange miracle of simply existing.
//Saturday 2nd May//
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Flowers, sky, and a very warm afternoon 🔆
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