Love Stains The Heart

Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941), poem 85 from “The Gardener”, 1914 Translated by the author from the original Bengali. New York: The Macmillan Company.

I just want to disappear into this universe. Be the sun and the sand,  the wind and the water  moving aimlessly. I want to be the dance  between the earth, the sky and the waves. Be the energy that holds  everything in its place. And then I just want to appear as a tiny human being and open my eyes and open my heart to see myself.

does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver

Have you ever fallen asleep with the sound of ocean waves? It’s addictive once you’ve tried it.

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tweeted excerpts from A Field Guide to Getting Lost, via Rebecca Solnit's twitter

An archivist found a long forgotten 8mm film reel in an old metal box, marked "Philippines 1942". Thinking it was lost WWII footage, he sent it in to be restored/digitized. When he got the footage back, he found puppies instead (via)

“It’s spring, you’re young, you’re lovely, you have a right to be happy. Come back into the world.”

— Shirley Jackson, We Have Always Lived in the Castle

I don’t need to manifest my dream life because I already have it.

list of things im handling well currently

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