she who kisses the joy as it flies

lives in eternity's sunrise

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pantheonbooks:

“Don’t wish me happiness
I don’t expect to be happy all the time…
It’s gotten beyond that somehow.
Wish me courage and strength and a sense of humor.
I will need them all.”


― Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Gift from the Sea

holidaysanddeath:

omg this is so cuteee the tips of its feet are greeeeen

holidaysanddeath:

omg this is so cuteee the tips of its feet are greeeeen

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Every test in our life makes us bitter or better. Every problem comes to make us or break us. Choice is ours, whether we become victim or victorious.

(via raindropsonredroses)

I want to be victorious.
I must be victorious

(via unwrittenparody)

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black-tangled-heart:

Ecstasy by Karen Cusolito

(photos via Thomas Hawk)

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Helping, fixing and serving represent three different ways of seeing life. When you help, you see life as weak. When you fix, you see life as broken. When you serve, you see life as whole. Fixing and helping may be the work of the ego, and service the work of the soul.

Rachel Naomi Remen, Helping, Fixing or Serving?

1036: “You are tired”
E.E. Cummings

You are tired,
(I think)
Of the always puzzle of living and doing;
And so am I.

Come with me, then,
And we’ll leave it far and far away—
(Only you and I, understand!)

You have played,
(I think)
And broke the toys you were fondest of,
And are a little tired now;
Tired of things that break, and—
Just tired.
So am I.

But I come with a dream in my eyes tonight,
And knock with a rose at the hopeless gate of your heart—
Open to me!
For I will show you the places Nobody knows,
And, if you like,
The perfect places of Sleep.

Ah, come with me!
I’ll blow you that wonderful bubble, the moon,
That floats forever and a day;
I’ll sing you the jacinth song
Of the probable stars;
I will attempt the unstartled steppes of dream,
Until I find the Only Flower,
Which shall keep (I think) your little heart
While the moon comes out of the sea.

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