Diary of A Woman.

On a journey of spiritual progress, not spiritual perfection. I adore the beauty in simple things. I am drawn to music, nature, and a few sub-cultures.

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Hands down one of my favorite pieces of literature. I will always love The Yellow Wallpaper.

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Daily jams make my heart all warm and full. #songaday #radioactive #imaginedragons #solastyear #cover #acoustic

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» Ian Bernard

[minditsthemagic]

Stop acting so small. You are the universe in ecstatic motion.

Rumi (via tonystarks)

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(c) saskia wehler

fb: saskia wehler photography

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UNCONDITIONAL LOVE.

In Beauty and the Beast, a beautiful prince turns into a horrible beast - until finally unconditional love turns him back into who he really is.  Gee, that sounds like almost everyone I know.

  ~  Marianne Williamson

(Painting (acrylic): “Heart” by David Julian López, 2012, Columbia)

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Remember.

[gentlechamomile]

It takes courage…to endure the sharp pains of self discovery rather than choose to take the dull pain of unconsciousness that would last the rest of our lives.

Marianne Williamson (via mindofataurus)

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I exist as I am, that is enough.

Walt Whitman

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[iam-youis]

The greatest thing you can do for another being is to provide the unconditional love that comes from making contact with that place in them that is beyond conditions, which is just pure consciousness, pure essence. That is, once we acknowledge each other as existing, just being here, just being, then each of us is free to change optimally. If I can just love you because here we are, then you are free to grow as you need to grow.

Ram Dass - Grist for the Mill (via iam-youis)

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She was incomprehensible, for, in her, soul and spirit were one - the beauty of her body was the essence of her soul. She was that unity sought for by philosophers through many centuries. In this outdoor waiting room of winds and stars she had been sitting for a hundred years, at peace in the contemplation of herself.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned (via introspectivepoet)

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i wanna know you better than the back of my hand,  and what keeps you up at 2am.

i wanna know what song has been stuck in your head, and how you’d look in my bed.

i wanna know what words are on the tip of your tongue, and hear about your dreams, even when you have none.

i wanna know what brings tears to your eyes, and what your face would look like if i kissed the inside of your thighs.

i wanna know how you like your coffee in the morning, and how cute you look when you’re snoring.

i wanna know you better.

k.g.