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There is sacred intimacy
in nature;
an organic force
that endeavours
to waken
its reflection
in you…

Welcome.🕊Images and writings are my own unless quoted or referenced otherwise.
Love has no labels.
Pinned
The inner life has its soft and
gentle beauty; an abstract
formlessness as well as a
subtle charm.

~Virginia Woolf
There is a light
that feels like memory;
a luminous holding of space,
a grounding breath

where all that rises
gathers in the soul
that has not found language
gentle enough to hold it.
November 22, 2025 at 4:18 AM
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Photographer Elias Marlowe stumbled on this rare shot while sorting through the hundreds of images he captured during the recent aurora spell that swept across the U.S. and Canada. 🌌
November 21, 2025 at 5:18 PM
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"The beauty of a moment
lies not in its duration but in the depth of our presence within it"

(My photography)

#sunset #tree #photography #life #love #freespirit
August 11, 2025 at 6:28 PM
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The light of the Soul is far brighter than the light of the Sun.

— Shiva Negi

img: Stubborn Light — Fernando Lemos, 1949–52
November 20, 2025 at 4:33 AM
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rosy days are around the corner. they are like stepping stones, and all that must be done is to follow. every word uttered, every timbre of heartbeat, changes thus changes the true. peace comes from seeing round the corner a new day, a new day, a new day. a high vision produces a high result.
November 21, 2025 at 8:32 AM
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Spectacular display of Murmuration by Starlings over Sardinia — monamoni
November 19, 2025 at 1:02 PM
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It's the little things
November 17, 2025 at 7:26 PM
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November 18, 2025 at 12:46 AM
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November 9, 2025 at 5:05 AM
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Real love is not self-centering.

It’s not about who hurts more or who speaks louder, it’s about presence, reciprocity, and humility before each other’s inner worlds. Love is energy in motion, an alchemy of two frequencies learning how to coexist.
November 14, 2025 at 9:57 AM
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Pastel 2010. Weeds on the edge of Glentress forest . Light in front, darkness behind.
November 14, 2025 at 1:29 PM
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November 13, 2025 at 4:41 AM
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November bloom -
hope despite
November 13, 2025 at 7:58 PM
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the powers that be are an illusion. the true power is in the birdsong and shifting clouds and in the challenges of light and dark. it is a constant turning of desires and of return. the night inverted shows threads woven there, which when pulled leave a space, in which you will find the dream keys.
November 14, 2025 at 8:24 AM
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This.

I spent a lot of time marveling at the sky today. I was blessed with mackerel clouds, a pastel sunset and the aurora. What makes you happy?

#whatmakesyouhappy #This #MotherEarth #PoetryOfNature #aurora #BlueTue
November 12, 2025 at 3:21 AM
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Autumn colors on ninebark plant. Probably mallow ninebark (Physocarpus malvaceus). Inland Pacific Northwest.
#photography #autumn
November 7, 2025 at 2:32 PM
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There are brains down there, ones our own brains aren’t shaped to see. Root plasticity, solving problems and making decisions. Fungal synapses. What else do you want to call it? Link enough trees together, and a forest grows aware.”💚
― Richard Powers, The Overstory

#ForestFriday
#EastCoastKin
November 7, 2025 at 9:05 PM
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love and do not fear and all will be given. the fierceness of our love is its divinity. the sharing of this love is a blessing for the wee green things, which tremble when touched with light, and grow. this world is a treasure.
November 7, 2025 at 7:36 AM
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November 6, 2025 at 10:56 AM
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“At the still point of the turning world.”

—T. S. Eliot, Collected Poems

Sept. 26, 1888–Jan. 4, 1965

© Moonrise by Saskia Boelsums
November 7, 2025 at 12:17 AM
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She’s serving 😮‍💨

#Moon
November 7, 2025 at 1:34 AM
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The moon tonight
November 6, 2025 at 3:14 AM
November is stillness;
a breath that carries
the space between

she is the root of rest;
the soft hum beneath creation
when the world sings loud.
November 6, 2025 at 2:13 AM
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Beaver full moon

#skygazing
November 6, 2025 at 1:06 AM