Worship And Protect The Earth More. I Love The Moon And Sun As Much As Anybody But The Earth Is Our Mother

The woods enclose. You step between the first trees and then you are no longer in the open air; the wood swallows you up. (…) Once you are inside it, you must stay there until it lets you out again (…)

Angela Carter, from The Erl-King in “The Bloody Chamber And Other Stories” (via adrasteiax)

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understanding yourself is power.

You tossed a blanket from the bed, You lay upon your back, and waited; You dozed, and watched the night revealing The thousand sordid images Of which your soul was constituted.

T.S. Eliot, from ‘Preludes (III)’, The Waste Land and Other Poems (via soracities)

You are healing.

You are growing.

You are evolving.

This is a quiet magic.

I am not composing poetry. I am trying to get out of the flames.

Ted Hughes, from an uncompleted poem written c. May 1969 (via violentwavesofemotion)

You are allowed to be both a masterpiece and a work in progress, simultaneously.

Sophia Bush   (via thatkindofwoman)

Laura Makabresku