l'espirit de l'escalier

A collection of musings to tickle the soul, and evoke passion for the senses. enjoy!

[weltenwellen]

Bessel van der Kolk, The Body Keeps the Score

[sweetd3lights]

All rights reserved  by Neil Burnell

[maureen2musings]

Just living is not enough… one must have sunshine, freedom and a little flower

danieljnevares.photo

[steampunktendencies]

Abandoned somewhere in France 

Photo Julien Harlaut 

[williamsherondales]

Thunder cracked behind me, as if two boulders had been hurled against each other.      People screamed, falling back, a few vanishing outright as darkness erupted.      I whirled, and through the night drifting away like smoke on a wind, I found Rhysand straightening the lapels of his black jacket.      “Hello, Feyre darling,” he purred.

[wnq-quotes]

Don’t break your tenderness.

Jack Kerouac, Mexico City Blues: 242 Choruses

Read more at wordsnquotes

(via wnq-quotes)

[simpl-beautiful]

[luna-intheforest]

Shieldmaiden⚔️💪🏻

Instagram: lunaintheforest

[realmofthegoddess]

Love this hair style!

[jah-feel]

Do you ever feel sad? And how do you deal with sadness?

Yes, we are every emotion. We feel every emotion that is the blessing of being human beings in physical appearances. I recommend crying, deeply feeling the sadness and releasing it through tears. Afterwards feeling cleansed. Tears purify the mind/body/spirit. Better to express than repress with every emotion. When you repress an emotion, it appears in other forms in the body through dis-ease. Xo

[realmofthegoddess]

Beautiful!

[kerryquotesquotes]

I want to taste and glory in each day, and never be afraid to experience pain; and never shut myself up in a numb core of nonfeeling, or stop questioning and criticizing life and take the easy way out. To learn and think: to think and live; to live and learn: this always, with new insight, new understanding, and new love.

Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via weltenwellen)

[silvaris]

Woodland mist by Shona Grant

[realmofthegoddess]

Closed in a room, my imagination becomes the universe, and the rest of the world is missing out.

[fy-perspectives]

Loneliness does not come from having no people around, but from being unable to communicate the things that seem important to oneself, or from holding certain views which others find inadmissible.

Carl Jun (via weltenwellen)

[-cityoflove]

[won-der-land89]

[voiceofnature]

The Witch’s House in Beverly Hills, built in 1921. 

[24hoursinthelifeofawoman]

50 cc of Paris Air - Marcel Duchamp,1919