We Are Society

It wasn't until it was 2:33am and I was clawing at my heart to stop the pain, when I realized that I put too much of myself into other people and not enough into me

[forestofsprites]

i think that sometimes the best thing that you can do is remind yourself that there are beaches. lakes, rivers, and ponds. there are forests. little woods and meadows. there are canyons. gullies and mountain cliffs. there are rainy days. dry spells and scorching blue skies. that the world turns. changes as much as it repeats. that feeling slow today won't stop tomorrow's high tide. won't make july's blackberries any less ripe

[havingapoemwithyou]

forsythia by Barbara Crooker

[inloveforevr-deactivated2025041]

[geopsych]

Sunrise clouds over the long pond, late September 2019.

[apoemaday]

April

by Mary Oliver

I wanted to speak at length about the happiness of my body and the delight of my mind for it was April, a night, a full moon and --

but something in myself or maybe from somewhere other said: not too many words, please, in the muddy shallows the

Frogs are singing.

[anancientheart]

i believe you can always get back to yourself. you can always soften into being again. no matter how long you might be stuck in a pattern of unhappiness, of being jaded, of feeling guarded from the world in some way. there is always a path back. give yourself a chance to find it.

[unaliveish]

ryan lopes

[top-cheese]

do you ever read a poem and just go. everyone in the world deserves to read this. because i just read a poem and like. everyone in the world should read this.

[ur-daily-inspiration]

[gabrielisdead]

finally I got them all

[thefeminineessence]

“It is the feminine energy that awakens and heals first. This is how they are able to guide the masculine energy through their experience as they too, remember and return to their natural state of love. You are not just a conscious partner. You are a teacher. You set the example. Share your wisdom. Show grace.”

— Unknown

[thecollectibles]

Cats painting studies by Paul Rabaud

[kf1n3]

wanted to paint these owls

[chrono-phage]

[cheruib]

i hope march lands softly like a bird on your shoulder and sings the sweetest song for you i hope its light drenches your soul i hope it leaves you stunned by its tenderness and more hopeful than ever

[wifislim]

[yourlocalsexylibraaaa]

faithfully