Hamlet's Girl

[weltenwellen]

Mahmoud Darwish, from “Mural”, Mural

[louisegluck]

May Sarton, from Journal of a Solitude [ID in alt text]

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

"When others asked the truth of me, I was convinced it was not the truth they wanted but an illusion they could bear to live with." - Anais Nin

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

It takes a huge effort to free yourself from memory.

Paulo Coelho (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

Despite how open, peaceful, and loving you attempt to be, people can only meet you as deeply as they’ve met themselves.

Matt Kahn (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

Your heart knows the way. Run in that direction.

Rumi (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

[heavensghost]

Mary Lambert

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

So much of her time spent like this: dreaming up things to say and never quite saying them.

Colum McCann (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

Despite how open, peaceful, and loving you attempt to be, people can only meet you as deeply as they’ve met themselves.

Matt Kahn (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

[apoherm-deactivated20231020]

“Do not be too timid and squeamish about your actions. All life is an experiment. The more experiments you make the better.”

— Ralph Waldo Emerson, Journals (1822–1863)

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

When you love someone, it’s never over. You move on because you have to, but you take them with you in your heart.

Elizabeth Chandler (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

[thelovejournals]

I am pretending you did not exist. Ink nightly washes black over my consciousness and abandons me as morning seaweed upon a foreign beach. I am pretending we were simply the sparkling imagination of some higher being, our life together set below a singular epic sky unrepeated in future histories. I am pretending I cannot taste you each day as I do the sea air in my breath when I am running, my heart tied upon one foot, ancient melancholy tied upon the other, anxiously racing, madly racing through lifetimes, to find our brightened souls. I see you in colors that don’t exist. It is all that I see clearly. and why I run.

Matsumoto, Paul. I See You in Colors. (via thelovejournals)

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

Some people come into our lives, and leave footprints on our hearts, and we are never, ever the same.

Flavia Weedn (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

[self-healing]

[shrineofwhim]

A Philosophy of Walking, Frédéric Gros

[althunayan74-deactivated2018121]

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

Don’t allow your wounds to transform you into someone you are not.

Paulo Coelho (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

[bnmxfld]

Walt Whitman / Song of the Open