[lazyyogi]

The basic principle of spiritual life is that our problems become the very place to discover wisdom and love.

Jack Kornfield

[wckdlady]

https://open.spotify.com/track/6JC2dm1U8YBJk6b1oVovAh?si=apDak-_yT--2OVl_1qz6xw

[fuckyeahmeikokaji]

Meiko Kaji (梶芽衣子)

Scanned from Featured Photo Art (特集フォトアート) magazine,  November 20, 1973.

http://meikokaji.net/

[wckdlady]

[wckdlady]

The Decline of Western Civilization 1981.

A look at the late 1970s LA punk-rock scene and how its music drove its culture.

[wckdlady]

Joseph Szabo

Almost Grown

[rockandrollpicsandthings]

Jim Morrison laying on stage during a performance of The Doors in Frankfurt, Germany, 1968

[vintagefilmposters]

Blow-Up (1966) Dir. by Michelangelo Antonioni

[wckdlady]

This photograph is great.

[wckdlady]

[andreaterence]

Jimi Hendrix having tea with his guitar, a day before his death. September 17th, 1970.

[derangedrhythms]

The National, from ‘The Pull of You’

[wckdlady]

I desire

A soul burner

Of a poem

That we can write together

[wckdlady]

When someone awakens poeticism from your slumber,

Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered is true.

When your subconscious has been singing cradle song,

Soul sticks to words to get through.

It sits by a warm fire,

In a crimson chair,

Drinking green tea and gin,

Contentment, so bare.

A guitar playing blues to the sight of the ceiling,

Changed the style my thoughts walk,

Into poetic revealing.

[juansendizon]

There will always be a person who looks like a poem the earth wrote to keep you alive.

Juansen Dizon (via juansendizon)

[wckdlady]

16.2.19

- Silverbeet. - Dancing alone in the studio, playing with emotional movement and training the body. - Dancing with others to live music. - Feeling sexual energy, and acknowledging it within myself without feeling the need to act upon anything. - Rock and roll. - Wicked Lady.  Forever. - The Runaways. Especially You Drive Me Wild. - Badass women.  Appreciating them. - How opportunities are coming into my life.  Also creating these opportunities. - Inspiring and motivating talks with Nic. - Partying with Jojo.  Party partner pirate in crime. - Realizing what really makes me feel full, and choosing to do those things! - Feeling focused and excited about business, learning, working, and creativity. - Reflecting and seeing how far I have come.  - Feeling proud of myself.  The person I am and growing as. - Noticing that I am no longer triggered by other women in a sexual way because I’m full in myself, I love myself, and confident in my individuality.  Which is fucking amazing for me.  As these triggers and fears used to overrun my entire life. - Feeling strong.

[wckdlady]

11.1.19 Things I Like

- People. - Earth, Nature, Wild, Land. -Connecting with land I am on in present. - Learning of the trees, plants, animals, ecosystems around me. -Feeling whole.  Grounded.  Content. - Pushing my boundaries. - Remembering that I am in love with learning. - Spending this real and raw connection and conversation time with Dom in a hammock by a waterfall. - Dancing. - Fire. - Burning sage. - Taking steps to become a better person. - Coconut water. Always. - Genuinely coming to love my body as it is.  Self-love and acknowledgment of my physical self in it’s natural state. - People who communicate honestly and openly.  Clearly. - Expanding myself through learning and sharing with people.  Enjoying social life. - Keeping the balance of nature connection and community connection. <3 

[meanwhilepoetry]

One day when you wake up, you will find that you have become a forest. You have grown roots and found strength in them that no one thought you had. You have become stronger and more beautiful, full of life giving qualities. You have learned to take all the negativity around you and turn it into oxygen for easy breathing. A host of wild creatures live inside you and you call them stories. A variety of beautiful birds rest inside your mind and you call them memories. You have become an incredible self sustaining thing of epic proportions. And you should be so proud of yourself, of how far you have come from the seeds of who you used to be.

Nikita Gill, You Have Become a Forest (via meanwhilepoetry)