November 30th, 2011
internal-acceptance-movement:

We have been taught to hold back our emotions.
To censor how we feel.
To keep it together and be strong.
But by casting aside our feelings, we invalidate them.
By hiding away our true emotions, we accept the lie that what we feel and who we are, is wrong. 
We need to redefine strength.
Being strong isn’t denying your feelings, it’s embracing them.
There is a power in vulnerability. 
A freedom in allowing yourself to feel whatever it is that you feel.
Only when we become honest with ourselves can we be honest with others.
It’s this honesty that allows connection and love.
An honesty that perpetuates growth and self-acceptance. 
Decide that you will never again allow someone to silence your feelings.
No one has the power to invalidate how we feel unless we let them.
Don’t give away your power.
Open your heart.
Speak your truth.
Embrace your feelings.
Don’t ever hold back what makes you, you.

internal-acceptance-movement:

We have been taught to hold back our emotions.

To censor how we feel.

To keep it together and be strong.

But by casting aside our feelings, we invalidate them.

By hiding away our true emotions, we accept the lie that what we feel and who we are, is wrong. 

We need to redefine strength.

Being strong isn’t denying your feelings, it’s embracing them.

There is a power in vulnerability. 

A freedom in allowing yourself to feel whatever it is that you feel.

Only when we become honest with ourselves can we be honest with others.

It’s this honesty that allows connection and love.

An honesty that perpetuates growth and self-acceptance. 

Decide that you will never again allow someone to silence your feelings.

No one has the power to invalidate how we feel unless we let them.

Don’t give away your power.

Open your heart.

Speak your truth.

Embrace your feelings.

Don’t ever hold back what makes you, you.

July 22nd, 2011
icanhover:

the telephone pole outside my house - today
i can’t remember the last time i made a call on a landline. before christmas last year anyway. we all hold up little radiating talky devices up to our ears for god knows how long every day. can’t imagine, or maybe i just don’t want to, what they’re doing to us all. think of the simple, noble, save, stoic telephone pole sad but heroic, no longer vibrating with our calls home to parents, or long calls to the new loves in our lives, just the odd call from the jail house maybe. they seem to me now like lonely but diligent sentries guarding a long abandoned fortress. to you, noble sentry, i doff my hat with one hand while the other adulterous paw gropes in my pocket guiltily for my mobile phone like gollum and his precious and i feel, both at once, complete and empty.gL

icanhover:

the telephone pole outside my house - today

i can’t remember the last time i made a call on a landline. before christmas last year anyway. we all hold up little radiating talky devices up to our ears for god knows how long every day. can’t imagine, or maybe i just don’t want to, what they’re doing to us all. think of the simple, noble, save, stoic telephone pole sad but heroic, no longer vibrating with our calls home to parents, or long calls to the new loves in our lives, just the odd call from the jail house maybe. they seem to me now like lonely but diligent sentries guarding a long abandoned fortress. to you, noble sentry, i doff my hat with one hand while the other adulterous paw gropes in my pocket guiltily for my mobile phone like gollum and his precious and i feel, both at once, complete and empty.gL

June 5th, 2011
lovequotesrus:

Photo Courtesy: tonsilog

lovequotesrus:

Photo Courtesy: tonsilog

April 21st, 2011
April 14th, 2011
savagehipster:

So true.  This is a beautiful quote.

savagehipster:

So true.  This is a beautiful quote.

(Source: iamlft, via samsanator)

April 12th, 2011
lovequotesrus:

Photo Courtesy: sweetantidote

lovequotesrus:

Photo Courtesy: sweetantidote

when light
emerges
from the shadow
of a doubt
and traces
the edge
of a soul
with truth
April Higney
April 6th, 2011
Walk with me
through the rain
on a moonlit night
let it cleanse our souls
of broken dreams
so we may begin anew
in each other’s arms
Ranee Dillon
April 5th, 2011

Living Wide Open:

Landscapes of the Mind

I will not die an unlived life.

I will not live in fear

of falling or catching fire.

I choose to inhabit my days,

to allow my living to open me,

to make me less afraid,

more accessible;

to loosen my heart

until it becomes a wing,

a torch, a promise.

I choose to risk my significance,

to live so that which came to me as a seed

goes to the next as blossom,

and that which came to me as blossom,

goes on as fruit.

Dawna Markova