The Sri Sri Krishna Balaram Mandir, situated in the Raman Reti area of Vrindavan, Uttar Pradesh India
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The Sri Sri Krishna Balaram Mandir, situated in the Raman Reti area of Vrindavan, Uttar Pradesh India
Happy Janmashtami!
Le pont du Nord (Jacques Rivette, 1981)
different kitchens
Katya | kate.sp.drawing
These days I find myself seeking the things I can’t live without: the simple, the good, the nourishing. So this morning, I enjoyed one of my most treasured combinations: hot coffee, the permeation of scent from one of my most beloved candles, fresh flowers from the market, and a quiet place for repose.
I hope you are indulging in the simple practices you adore most, friend, for they can be surprisingly more healing than you think.
Grand Teton National Park by Kyle Sipple
You know those places — those places that make you dream of the future, reflect on the past, and feel grateful for the present? The kind of places you hold so near and dear to your heart because of what they’ve given you (and continue to give you)? Well, my friend, the north shore is definitely one of those places for me.
lil blue flowers
you need to start believing that nothing is too good for you
“September approaching… I feel I owe myself a brief respite of leisure and no rushing around. I can’t face the dead reality. I want rainy days, lanterns and a hundred moons twining in dark leaves, music spilling out and echoing yet inside my head.”
— Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Aurelia Plath written c. August 1951
I was walking somewhere and it hit me out of nowhere that I’ve survived everything that’s ever scared or intimidated or harmed me in life
Nuclear Weapon Effects Computer, 1960
“I’m homesick all the time … I just don’t know where home is. There’s this promise of happiness out there. I know it. I even feel it sometimes. But it’s like chasing the moon. Just when I think I have it, it disappears into the horizon.”
— Sarah Addison Allen