Saturday, December 26, 2015


As of late I’ve found physical attraction is no longer enough. 
I need genuine connection. 
I need to undress the layers of a soul before I feel a desire to tear away any clothes. Passion remains the fire, 
but now intimacy strikes the match, and friendship has become the fuel.

Beau Taplin

Marry your best friend. 
I do not say that lightly.
 Really, truly find the strongest, happiest friendship in the person you fall in love with. Someone who speaks highly of you. Someone you can laugh with. 
The kind of laughs that make your belly ache, and your nose snort. 
The embarrassing, earnest, healing kind of laughs. 
Wit is important. 
Life is too short not to love someone who lets you be a fool with them. 
Make sure they are somebody who lets you cry, too. 
Despair will come. Find someone that you want to be there with you through those times. Most importantly, marry the one that makes passion, 
love, and madness combine and course through you. 
A love that will never dilute - even when the waters get deep, and dark. 


Monday, December 21, 2015

We must choose between the pain of having to transcend oppressive circumstances, or the pain of perpetual unfulfillment within them, the pain of growth or the pain of decay; 
embrace the tribulations of realizing your potential, 
or consent to the slow suicide in complacency.

Friday, December 18, 2015

christmas mood


❝ Love better. Love wrongly even. Love clumsy and half out your mind. Love spectacular. And less so. Love with mistakes. And forgiveness. Tolerance. Humility. Love with all the lights on. Every light. Every love. Love at every inconvenience. Love hurt. Love spoiled. Love against your better judgement. Love out of your comfort zone. Love wild as ivy. Loud as lion roar. But love quiet when needed. Love hummingbird. Daisy chain. Love in whispers, and in waiting. Love in vulnerability. Love sacred. Love like the head that bends to the prayer mat. Love soft as holy bread. Love resurrection. Love second, third, one hundredth coming. Love in faith. And in loss of it. Love anyway. Love even though. Love just because, and in spite of. Love after the storm. Love devastation. Among the debris. Love humbly. And with apology. And without. Love unreasonably. Unwaveringly. Undone. Love undone. Love unasked. Love unaware of the consequences. Love with reckless optimism. Love earnest as a child. Hopeful as a birthday candle. Love like you don’t know better. Love like you don’t care to. ❞

Wednesday, December 9, 2015

1. Meeting her will be like the first time you heard your favorite song. You’ll listen to her speak, and though it may be unfamiliar, you somehow know that this will be important.
2. You’ll find yourself staring at the back of her head, wondering how her hair could fall so perfectly. You’ll realize that not everyone else is as captivated as you and you’ll wonder why.
3. She’ll tell you the about the tattoo on her foot and when her birthday is and stories about college. You’ll remember them all and she’ll tell you you have a good memory. You’ll tell her she has pretty eyes.
4. You’ll go awhile without seeing her. You won’t realize how much space she occupied until she’s not there. You’ll wish the world was smaller.
5. When you see her again, it will be like coming up for air after spending a beat too long underwater. Her hair will be a little longer but you can finally breathe again because you’re looking into her eyes instead of trying to remember the exact color of them. You’ll forget about every day that you went without her. You’ll forget that there was life before her name.


Saturday, December 5, 2015

We think that our souls will patch up all the holes, all the tears in our armor, but no! 
That is not what Soul is for.
Your Soul is ruthless in her love. She is not going to patch you up. 
She is going to tear you open, and pour herself, as you, into the world.
Soul is not there to give you comfort. 
She is there to deny you the comfort of cushions and lies that lull you into smallness, 
into danger.
The world will tell you that greatness is a target on your back, but it is your only safety, 
if there is such a thing in a state as transient as matter.
Your Soul came to feed the hungry faithful. 
To hold the wailing woman, and show her she is wild. She is free.
You are not here to manufacture anything but the glory of the Source that is all love.
Your Soul cares not about the latest fashion, the brand-name i-something, 
the grandeur of your foyer. She does not wear a crown of golden metal. 
She will bring you to lavender fields and invite you to crown yourself with the splendor of God, freely given, and everywhere that his not been smoothed over with concrete.
There are billions of prayers sent up into the sky, 
begging for an end to suffering. We are that end. 
You, reading this: that is the call. 
You are the one. 
And I am too, so you are not alone.
Life could be beautiful, soul-full, wild and lush, 
dripping from the sides of our mouths with pleasure. 
Everyone deserves heaven, paradise, a chance to embody the One Love that is the Divine Inheritance of every single Soul.
Don’t you know who you are? Do you not remember your galactic spirit, sun-star heart? 
Are you waiting for a new sign? Let this be it.
Your Soul wants you to know, it is time to lay down all your reasons for living 
a life too small for you. 
Your Soul accepts no excuses, for failing to sing your holy song. 
You do not need more time.
 You need more faith. 
Can you hold it long enough to be reborn?

Alison Nappi

Friday, December 4, 2015

Love needs an entry point. 
If our emotional body is blocked up with unresolved material, there’s no way in. 
The more we empty the vessel before it comes, 
the more space love has to flourish. Healing our hearts gives love a place to land.

Jeff Brown

Wednesday, December 2, 2015

Feminism isn’t about making women stronger. Women are already strong. 
It’s about changing the way the world perceives that strength.

 G.D Anderson 

via tumblr

 The more I live the more I think two people together is a miracle. 

Tuesday, December 1, 2015


Danielle put a hand against her chest.
 “We’re born with everything in here – everything we need to be happy and whole. 
But as soon as life starts frightening us, 
we give away pieces of ourselves to make the danger go away. 
It’s an insidious trade: you want life to stop scaring you, so you give it a part of yourself. 
You give away your pride, your dignity, or your courage…
When all you feel is fear, you don’t need dignity. 
So you don’t mind giving that away - at the moment. 
But you regret it later, oh boy do you ever, 
because we need all those pieces to be complete.


tanner wandell stewart

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