“The idea of the world as sacred and alive opens into the experience of a world in which another consciousness embodied in a wildly different form from your own can speak directly to your heart”
Sean Donahue

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magicalnaturetour:

Mother knows best by Lynn Rogers and Sue Mansfield :)

scientificillustration:

n222_w1150 by BioDivLibrary on Flickr.

journalofanobody:

levaduraa:

Frida Kahlo

An ingeniously green grooming option

What does it feel like to be alive?

Living, you stand under a waterfall. You leave the sleeping shore deliberately; you shed your dusty clothes, pick your barefoot way over the high, slippery rocks, hold your breath, choose your footing, and step into the waterfall.

The hard water pelts your skull, bangs in bits on your shoulders and arms. The strong water dashes down beside you and you feel it along your calves and thighs rising roughly backup, up to the roiling surface, full of bubbles that slide up your skin or break on you at full speed. Can you breathe here? Here where the force is the greatest and only the strength of your neck holds the river out of your face.

Yes, you can breathe even here. You could learn to live like this. And you can, if you concentrate, even look out at the peaceful far bank where you try to raise your arms. What a racket in your ears, what a scattershot pummeling!

Annie Dillard

thepathlesswood:

rhamphotheca:

Green Peafowl (Pavo muticus) - SE Asia

Beauty.

whenthenightturnscold:

“The soul was not cured,
it was as full as a clothes closet
of dresses that did not fit.”
― Anne Sexton

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I love the dark hours of my being.

My mind deepens into them.

There I can find, as in old letters,

the days of my life, already lived,

and held like a legend, and understood.