when I am reborn

aesthetics and reminders of my Forest God. links for mobile: about Him - about me

[sacredlittleember]

this is exactly how certain spirits feel to me — not fully person, not fully landscape, but something in between.

the kind of presence you would meet at the edge of the woods, half-grown from light and moss, carrying a branch like a staff and saying absolutely nothing because it doesn’t need to.

some beings are not here to be understood. just respected.

[urgetocreate]

Tomás Sánchez (Cuban b.1948), Finding the Meditator, 2020, Acrylic on linen

[unusual-suspects]

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[morganathewitch]

Surrounded by moss in Skottvång, Sweden.

[corrodedparadox]

It’s not too late to turn back

[alrauna]

Kilian Schönberger (@kilianschoenberger)

[sacred-portal]

[mutant-distraction]

Mule deer resting beneath the Grizzly Giant Sequioa in Yosemite National Park, CA

[expressions-of-nature]

Scotland by Gavin Hardcastle (www.fototripper.com)

[kaijuno]

Kamloops, BC

[fuckingshutup]

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[venustapolis]

Deer in a Forest Landscape (Gustave Doré, 1870)

[90377]

Chasing the moss somewhere in Switzerland by @90377

[expressions-of-nature]

by Kristian F.

[metamorphesque]

Vera Pavlova, A Weight on My Back (tr. Steven Seymour)

[etherealvistas]

Stargazer (Holland) by Rob Visser