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About: Transfixed by the beauty that surrounds me. Thank you for the breeze that ruffles my hair, the sun that kisses my spirit and warms my soul..
I‘ve got my feet planted firmly on the ground but my hearts sours as I embark on a voyage of self discovery.

This is my journey to discover what is already there. To notice the extraordinary in the ordinary.
Scorpio Solar Eclipse: Regenerative Journeys - Chani Nicholas

We are taught to be afraid of the dark. We are taught to be afraid of difference. We are taught to be afraid of each other. We are taught to be afraid. Period.

Difference is a construct. Difference separates us. Separation makes it possible to harm one another and feel justified in doing so. There are differences between us. That’s what makes us beautiful. Differences can be feared or respected; honored or betrayed. Difference is often used against the “different…’

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“I think we still live in a culture that assumes that men are single by choice and women are single because no one wants them.”Sara Eckel, This is Why You’re Still Single (It’s Not Why You Think)  (via aprettypastiche)

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“People suffer from the fear of finding oneself alone, and so they don’t find themselves at all.” —Andre Gide  (via adichotomyof)

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“If you have no wound, you have no medicine. All healers must be wounded because that is where the medicine is: at the heart of the pain. Ye who are happy-go-lucky: perhaps you hold the space of future humanity, but you cannot reach the humanity of the present: The beautiful, sorrowful brokenness of whole-humanness. The wild and wonderful jungles of fear and wilderness that calls forth what has never existed before. The haunting, melodic melancholy of dark-side love stories and blazing light that left singe marks on the streets, and the rose petals we use to remember love.” —Alison Nappi
“These two feelings, this knowledge of a world so awful, this sense of a life so extraordinary — how am I to resolve them?” —Richard Flanagan, Gould’s Book of Fish: A Novel in Twelve Fish  (via adichotomyof)

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