Beauty is dangerous mostly because it is misunderstood.

 When you dare to live up to your beauty, to be unapologetically beautiful

—with your highs and lows, your perfect imperfections, 

your pretty-ugly days, your lack and your excesses—

you automatically empower others to do the same.

Andrea Balt

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Tonight, return to you.

Somewhere in time you existed free of the imprints of others. You were likely a child, or perhaps dreaming. In those fleeting moments you were thinking for yourself. You knew that having what you wanted felt good and made your life better.

There were no issues of worthiness, deserving, or doubt. There was just peace and contentment. Babies are born knowing to seek comfort, love, connection, and ease. They do not question whether they deserve it, they know they do.

How often have you rationalized that you can’t or shouldn’t have, or do things that bring you back to that place of inner contentment?

Flip your perspective. No longer will you wish, want, yearn or feel you must earn the right to take actions that increase the peace and contentment in your life. Tonight it becomes your obligation, a mandate.

You are responsible for the care and welfare of a soul on loan from the Divine: Your Soul. Take care of it. Maintain your body temple in a manner worthy of Divinity.

Make your environment fit for a child of God.

It’s not about deserving or earning the right to do this; 
it’s about respecting and valuing your Creator’s gift. Shape up.

Tonight I relax and let go of the barriers between me and my good. I love for my body, my spirit, myself and my own peace and contentment a top priority.

Sweet dreams.

Cynthia Occelli

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My mood board for all of you- few more days till New Years Eve. 

Have a great time and lovely friends around each and one of you. 

May your wishes come true and a bright beginning to all of us.

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You could rattle the stars. You could do anything, if only you dared. 

And deep down, you know it, too. That’s what scares you most.

Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass.

during winter, color and structures have a different perspective..

Cancer - December 2012

December looks set to be a month of new beginnings and new horizons for you 

as you take some big and brave steps towards living a richer and more fulfilling life. 

Such a step is not to be underestimated, for it has taken courage, strength and vision 

to get to where you are now, and whilst, in many ways, 

you have already done the hardest part by deciding to create change, 

it seems that the biggest part of this transition is yet to come.

 As you step from where you are now to where you want to be there is a sense of doubts surfacing as you wonder if you 'are doing the right thing'. 

Such thoughts are to be expected and are only natural, but for you, such thoughts can undermine your steadfastness on so many levels. 

Whilst it would be all too easy to tell you to leave the doubts behind you now, 

you are simply not wired that way, so it seems wise to suggest that you let these doubts 

surface but without giving them power. 

In other words, acknowledge them, but don't allow them to erode your progress.

There can be no denying that you are rapidly approaching a time of exciting and life-affirming change, and you are very much in the driving seat at the current time. 

What happens next, on many levels, is up to you, and whilst fate always plays a hand, 

it seems important for you to make your own choices now so that you ride the waves with confidence and leave those 'if only's' very much in the past...

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elie saab

prelude to silence by Karen Margolis

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William Morris- african marigold -textile prints

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'and it seems that I cherish only now a joy I was not aware of when it was 
here although it remains out of reach and will not be caught or  
called back and if I could make it stay as I want to it would turn to pain.'

W.S. Merwin, The Shadow of Sirius

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weekend bliss

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Being an artist means forever healing your own wounds,

 and at the same time endlessly exposing them.

Annette Messager 

me

You don’t know anyone at the party, so you don’t want to go. 

You don’t like cottage cheese, so you haven’t eaten it in years. 

This is your choice, of course, but don’t kid yourself: it’s also the flinch.

Your personality is not set in stone. 

You may think a morning coffee is the most enjoyable thing in the world, 

but it’s really just a habit. Thirty days without it, and you would be fine. 

You think you have a soul mate, but in fact you could have had any number of spouses. 

You would have evolved differently, but been just as happy.

You can change what you want about yourself at any time. 

You see yourself as someone who can’t write or play an instrument, 

who gives in to temptation or makes bad decisions, but that’s really not you. 

It’s not ingrained. It’s not your personality. 

Your personality is something else, something deeper than just preferences, 

and these details on the surface, you can change anytime you like.

If it is useful to do so, you must abandon your identity and start again. 

Sometimes, it’s the only way.

Set fire to your old self. It’s not needed here. 

It’s too busy shopping, gossiping about others, 

and watching days go by and asking why you haven’t gotten as far as you’d like. 

This old self will die and be forgotten by all but family, 

and replaced by someone who makes a difference.

Your new self is not like that. Your new self is the Great Chicago Fire—

overwhelming, overpowering, and destroying everything that isn’t necessary.

 Julien Smith

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You cannot use someone else’s fire. 

You can only use your own. 

And in order to do that, you must first be willing to believe that you have it.

 Audre Lorde

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"Words are never ‘only words’; they matter because they define 

the contours of what we can do."

Florence and The Machine

Snowed church in Jenisberg village, Switzerland

preparations

Comfort can be a dangerous thing. 

You stick around home all the time where it’s safe and nothing ever changes, 

and before you know it, you get set in your ways and you quit learning, 

you quit changing, you don’t grow anymore.

Frank Peretti 

winter forest by asmud

getting into the Christmas mood...

if I would have to choose, this is a place I would sneak in and read until late afternoons
New York, New York..

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but what I miss most is winter in London..

and Christmas days in Paris , with my family

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personal archive- near home

I have loved hours at sea, gray cities,
The fragile secret of a flower,
Music, the making of a poem
That gave me heaven for an hour;

First stars above a snowy hill,
Voices of people kindly and wise,
And the great look of love, long hidden,
Found at last in meeting eyes.

I have loved much and been loved deeply —
Oh when my spirit’s fire burns low,
Leave me the darkness and the stillness,
I shall be tired and glad to go.

Sara Teasdale, “I Have Loved Hours at Sea”

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morning silence

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Fly to Freedom by Chris Maynard

feather cutouts

inspirational colors and mood board

Tine K Home

YOU HAVE NEVER HAD IT. 

ALL THE THINGS THAT HAVE EVER DEEPLY POSSESSED YOUR SOUL HAVE BEEN BUT HINTS OF IT — TANTALIZING GLIMPSES, PROMISES NEVER QUITE FULFILLED, ECHOES THAT DIED AWAY JUST AS THEY CAUGHT YOUR EAR.

 BUT IF IT SHOULD REALLY BECOME MANIFEST 

— IF THERE EVER CAME AN ECHO THAT DID NOT DIE AWAY BUT SWELLED INTO THE SOUND ITSELF — 

YOU WOULD KNOW IT. 

BEYOND ALL POSSIBILITY OF DOUBT YOU WOULD SAY ‘HERE AT LAST IS THE THING I WAS MADE FOR.’ 

WE CANNOT TELL EACH OTHER ABOUT IT. 

IT IS THE SECRET SIGNATURE OF EACH SOUL, 

THE INCOMMUNICABLE AND UNAPPEASABLE WANT, 

THE THING WE DESIRED BEFORE WE MET OUR WIVES OR MADE OUR FRIENDS OR CHOSE OUR WORK, AND WHICH WE SHALL STILL DESIRE ON OUR DEATHBEDS, WHEN THE MIND NO LONGER KNOWS WIFE OR FRIEND OR WORK. 

WHILE WE ARE, THIS IS. 

IF WE LOSE THIS, WE LOSE ALL.

~   C S Lewis, The Secret Signature of Each Soul 

Metropolitan Opera in New York

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