Truth and Trouble

of Parenthood, Life, Relationships, etc.

[llewmejia]

I started drawing a Green Tree Python, but then it kind of took off into some occult stuff, touching up on some more symbolism from Rosicrucians, the Priory of Sion as well as some Alchemy textbooks I was looking over. 

[shannonlawtonoboyle]

Reminder

Forcing openness is not open, it's forceful. It's not trusting, it's controlling. It's not patience, it's pushing and pulling. It's not flow, it's armor. It's not seeing, it's searching. You can't force what is meant to happen. It will come. Wait, accept, breathe, be.

[13dora13]

#ernesthemingway #ruinme #love #farewelltoarms #loveyoumore #bookscheckemout

[simpleparadox]

[overanalyzinglifesince1992]

[fairytalesfor20somethings]

ALICE IN TUMBLR-LAND

Reblog to add your fill-in-the-blank answer below (text, image, gifs, whatever)—

"Alice was fascinated by what she saw in Tumblr-land. Competing fandoms, TV show quotes, and cats, cats, cats! But she kept scrolling, and nothing could prepare her for what she saw next: ____________________."

/////  More in Alice in Tumblr-land: And Other Fairy Tales for a New Generation.

[shannonlawtonoboyle]

.....Every bit of the universe is filled with wanting, and whatever any bit wants, wants the wanter! ........ .......Your prayer should be, 'Break the legs of what I want to happen. Humiliate my desire. Eat me like candy. It's spring and finally I have no will.'

Rumi Poems

Desire and the Importance of Failing

http://allspirit.co.uk/rumi3.html#sthash.OqDcVbsG.dpuf

[thenotebookdoodles]

bittersweet connection.

[christenlien]

Half of the harm that is done in this world is due to people who want to feel important. They don’t mean to do harm. But the harm does not interest them.

T.S. Eliot (via christenlien)

[undr]

André Kertész

Tokyo, 1968

[shannonlawtonoboyle]

Fast-Track Summers Past

I made miso soup for breakfast and my little girl would only eat 2 bites because it didn't have any sugar or fruit snacks in it. I heard a far train go by and I immediately went to the same place in my mind that I go every time a train goes by in summer when my house windows are open. I can still hear it and I am laying in the twin bed next to my sister's with the Holly Hobby comforters and the windows are open and the summer breeze is blowing in sounds of boys outside playing, and the trains. Then I had a horrible thought, "What if they modernize the sound of the trains? What if the low octave A (is that what it is? I used to play the violin and that's what it sounds like to me but I'm no musician) well, what if it's not good enough anymore?" And I wonder if my memory of those summer nights will disappear when they update the toooot-toooooot of the trains.

[shannonlawtonoboyle]

Stars Know

Love is blind until nightfall - in silent aloneness there's clarity. I see all that Blind Love holds prisoner. And when the sun is out again, I am falsely invincible. Everyone is free and The Love That Cannot See is enough. I know the stars know the truth, but the sun is convincing and the warmth of Blind Love feels good.

[keepsmilingandloving]

[shannonlawtonoboyle]

Working Through It

When you are raw

When you're broken

Exhausted

Lonely

Shaken

When you are sad

When you're lacking

Bitter

Doubtful

Cracking

When you are lost

When you're debating

Confused

Regretful

Hating

Then you must breathe.

Then you must listen.

Centered

Calm

Giving

You must accept.

You must be open.

Loving

Living

Hoping

[thenotebookdoodles]

only a countable few.

[ashscape-blog]

Empty thoughts branching infinitely to nowhere…

[shannonlawtonoboyle]

Nowhere Somewhere

So many things to be finished and so many places to go. To have to go to want to go Attachments like quick sand Responsibilities like the roots of fresh mint - Grounding, but multiplying and running over the boundaries My legs are not moving but my mind is running somewhere And stuck in a dream.